Page 54 of Rising from the Ashes

Looking over at Shado, I give him a soft smile, “We’re a good team.”

“Shado is a good man,” he says, proudly, as though Shado is more like a son than a brother to him.

He slides something across the table to me. “Here.”

It's a gray cardboard box. Eyeing Shado, I open it.

Inside is a dark gray phone.

“It’s a burner phone. You have my number, if anything happens and you need it. For anything.”

I nod and pocket the phone in my purse. His words send a chill up my spine; they almost feel like an ominous sign. I know once we kidnap Quinn, we will start a war with Allister. And I know eventually we'll have to face my father to fight him off once he tries to over take the railway system. It’s only a matter of time, and he’s been quiet for too long. His next move is coming.

Needing to desperately grab some air or splash water on my face, I excuse myself from the table. I wander down the long hallway toward the end of the hall, finally finding the bathroom.

Flicking on the light, I lean my hands against the cold marble countertop and take four deep breaths. I try to exhale and ground myself. The fear of what may happen when we go up against my father is overwhelming. The thought of losing Shado sends a feeling of paralyzing dread reeling through my body.

The doorknob to the bathroom twists and before I can reach for the door, Shado steps in.

“Hey. You okay?” He whispers as he shuts the door behind himself, walking up behind me.

My body begins to involuntarily tremble as the emotion rolls through me.

I turn around as I shake my head furiously, “No. I know once we make our moves, the war starts.” My voice is shaky as I continue. “What if I lose you?” My voice cracks as the words escape my lips.

He turns me around, pinning my hips to the counter. Rubbing his hands up my arms, he peppers soft kisses against my shoulder and neck while sweeping my hair out of the way.

“You will never lose me.”

Rolling his hips into me, he flips the back of my skirt up, revealing my lace covered ass.

“Shado…” I whisper. “Not here.”

I can hear the zipper, and then his pants dropping to the floor.

He grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls my head back, “I’ll take you wherever I damn well please. Understood?”

“Yes.” I croak out.

“Yes, what?” He grits out between clenched teeth as he pulls my underwear down to the middle of my thighs.

“Yes, Daddy.” My heart is thrumming in my chest and goosebumps erupt on my flesh as he forcefully pushes his cock inside me.

I gasp at the sudden intrusion.

“That’s it. Take it all.”

With one hand on my hip and the other still tightly gripping my hair, he quickens his movements and the sound of our bodies slapping together fills the room. With each thrust, I can feel the ecstasy that was denied to me earlier, returning with a vengeance.

His coarse jaw stubble rubs against my neck as he whispers in my ear, “Look in the mirror, bunny. Watch me fuck my little slut, wherever I want, however I want.”

Gripping my breasts in my hands, I roll my nipples through my fingers. The sharp pain shoots down my stomach, and between my thighs.

Closing my eyes, I ram my hips in time to meet his. The sharp pain of his deep thrusts catapults me over the edge.

“Shado!” I scream out. My liquid arousal drips between my legs as I feel his body tense up. His hips stutter and his hands grip me tighter. With a feral moan, he spills into me, grunting and breathing heavily like he was drowning and is finally being let up for air.

My knees feel weak and I collapse my back into his chest. He pulls out of me slowly, but continues gliding his semi hard cock against me between my legs.

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