Ember's heart raced as she felt his cock rubbing against her.
She couldn't help herself. She moved her hand behind her and grasped. She heard Aiden let out a hiss.
She stroked him, stoking the fire between them.
His voice hitched as she touched him. He grabbed her hand.
"Not tonight, Em." His voice gruff from holding back. "I want to, but not tonight."
"Why?" Ember couldn't understand. She didn't just want to touch him; she wanted everything, tonight.
"Just not tonight. Or do you want Valentina hearing when I make you cum?"
Ember's eye twitched slightly. She forgot about Valentina the minute she saw him. She let out a sigh, letting go of his member. Promising herself that she would definitely do it another day.
"Fine." She closed her eyes to sleep, still feeling the hot and stiff thing behind her.
Aiden wondered to himself whether he really needed to torture himself like this. The main reason he didn't want to do it was not because of Valentina. He didn't give a shit where she was.
If he wanted, he would fuck his little girl everywhere in this house while she watched. It's because of what he heard when he listened to the surveillance from the garage.
Valentina had stayed there too long. He needed to know what she was doing. He usually had cameras all over the house. Why wouldn't he have one in the garage?
What he heard was the reason he didn't do anything tonight. Valentina was planning to hurt Ember. Not only that, she was on the phone with her father. They were building something. He heard her talking about a base and the people they needed to recruit.
He remembered Ember telling him about doomsday.
He knew she wouldn't cause alarm for no reason, but he wanted to believe that it was only a dream. Now it seems that not only Ember knows about this, but also Valentina and her family.
He wondered just how much she knew. And if she knew about doomsday, why was she so fixated on him?
There must be something Ember doesn't know because most of what she told him had to do with Ember and her harem. She didn't seem to know much about what happened outside of that.
Besides some strange weather anomalies.
He rested his hand on her breast, finding comfort in touching the bouncy pillows.
He closed his eyes and went to bed.
The next morning came with thunder. Not thunder as in weather. It came with Valentina screaming down the house.
Ember jumped out of bed, wondering what was happening. Afraid that doomsday started early.
After almost throwing herself off the bed, she realized Aiden wasn't in the room. She scrambled to put on her clothes. Running out the door only to collide with a firm chest.
She looked up to see Aiden.
"Aiden," she grabbed his arm. "What happened? Why is there screaming?"
An amused smile played on his lips. "Some people didn't know where their room was and wandered into the wrong room. It has nothing to do with us."
Ember's eyes lit up, hearing what Aiden said. She sprinted to his room, not wanting to miss the drama.
When she opened the door, Valentina was putting on her négligée.
Putting it on didn't make much of a difference; the thing was so sheer that her breasts appeared when she put it on. Ember could even see the outline of her pussy.
Ember whistled, looking her up and down.
Not bad. She's a bitch, but she's a bitch with a nice body.
Ember's eyes moved to the man in the bed. When she saw him, she was so shocked she her mouth couldn't help falling open.
The man in the bed was the old butler.
He didn't look as old as he was by any means, but still, she couldn't help feeling a little weirded out. This was a man who was supposed to be like a father to her. He was almost 80. Could he still get it up?
[Lust essence. Amazing, isn't it? In this world, as long as you aren't dead, your cock can keep going.]
Damn! Seriously? Looks like he had a good time. He's really relaxed.
[You don't know the half of it. You could learn a lot from this girl. The tricks she has up her sleeve would put a prostitute to shame.]
Nah, not interested. Aiden can teach me. Or I can research on my own and try it with Aiden. Plus, I'd prefer to eat shit than learn from her.
[Some people like that.]
Ew.
At some point, Valentina saw Ember standing at the door. If looks could kill, Ember would be 10 feet under. That's how harsh her glare was.
That didn't stop Ember from laughing, though.
"Grandpa Ben, how was it?" Ember asked, leaning against the door frame.
The old man, not shy in the slightest, said, "Delightful. Made me feel like I was 20 years old again."
He got out of bed, thankfully wearing boxers, and started putting on his clothes.
Aiden came up behind Ember, peering into the room.
Valentina immediately started the water works.
"Aiden, why is this old man in your room? I came to talk to you about something, and this old man dragged me into the room and did things to me." Her tears flowed freely while everyone in the room watched.
"You're saying, Grandpa Ben raped you?" Aiden stated flatly, raising an eyebrow.
No one said a word. The only sounds were the rustle of Granpa Ben putting on his clothes and Valentina crying.
She didn't answer and instead cried harder.
"Alright, shut up. It's so early. You're giving me a headache." Ember wasn't in the mood for her theatrics.
She hadn't had breakfast yet and she wanted to go shopping with Aiden today.
"You-" Valentina started.
"Yes, me. You claim you want to talk to my brother about important matters. Why are you wearing that? I can see everything. What's so important that you need to talk to him late at night in a thin piece of fabric?" Ember scoffed. "No one here is a fool. I told you before, don't put on a fake face here."
She felt she said what she needed to. So she turned away, leaving Valentina to her crying. She pulled Aiden along with her.
"You need to burn those sheets. I don't want to see them again."
"Anything for you, love." Aiden laughed.