Her Angels (Reverse Harem)
A yellowish-orange colored mist like magic leaves his hands and covers my body but I feel nothing.
"Not even a bit?" he asks after a few minutes, but I shake my head.
"Strange." he murmurs, as he gives up.
Getting back on the bed, he lies down this time before pulling me into his arms.
I moan softly in delight at the feeling but also feel confused at the same time.
"Salem?" I murmur softly as he places a gentle kiss on top of my head.
"Yes, Angel?" he replies.
"Why is it that when my brother touches me it doesn't do anything, but when you and Beau do, it's cold and relieving? My brother should be cold to, shouldn't he?" I ask, making him let out a small sigh.