Page 56 of Tracking Shadows

She nods, her eyes never leaving mine. "Please."

I growl low in my throat, unable to resist her any longer. "Come on, then."

I grab her hand and half-drag her out of the shower. It takes all my self-control not to take her right there against the bathroom wall.

In the bedroom, I lay her down on the bed, and she watches me with those big, dark eyes as I stand there, dripping wet. I lean over her, bracing myself on one hand, and kiss her slowly, deeply.

Her skin is warm and damp, and I can feel her heart pounding under my hand. I kiss my way down her neck, nipping and sucking at her delicate skin, loving the way she arches into me, gasping my name.

I want to taste every inch of her, brand her as mine.

Her skin is warm and damp, and beneath my hand, I feel the rapid thud of her heartbeat. As I kiss my way down her neck, nipping and sucking at her delicate skin. But then I catch sight of the bruises marring her side. My jaw clenches, and I trail my fingers over the marks, vowing silently to erase every trace of him. I kiss the bruises softly, as if I can somehow replace his violence with something better, something that’s ours.

I kiss my way down to her breasts, sucking one tight peak into my mouth while my hand finds its way between her legs. She's already wet for me, and her thighs part to give me access. I dip one finger inside her, then add another, thrusting slowly as I suck and nip at her sensitive nipples.

Her breath catches, and her back arches as I work, thrusting my fingers deeper, curling them to find that sweet spot. I keep my mouth on her breast, sucking gently, my fingers moving in and out, loving the way her body responds to me.

Her hands are clutching at the bedsheets, her hips moving in time with my fingers. I can feel her getting closer, her breath coming in sharp gasps. I suck harder, and my fingers move faster.

And then, just as she's about to come, I pull my fingers out, denying her release.

"Alexei—" She makes a frustrated sound, her body twisting against the bed.

I smile against her skin, loving the way she's putty in my hands. "Patience,baby. I'm not finished with you yet.”

I sit back on my heels, admiring the view. Her breasts are rising and falling rapidly, and her skin is flushed a pretty pink.

I lick my fingers, groaning at the taste of her, and she watches me with hooded eyes. "You like that, do you?"

I lean down and kiss her slowly, letting her taste herself on my tongue. Her hands come up to tangle in my hair, and shepulls me closer, opening her mouth to me. The kiss deepens, and I can feel her passion rising again.

I pull away, trailing kisses down her jaw and neck, nipping at the sensitive skin there. She moans, her hands gripping my shoulders, her hips arching off the bed.

I line myself up with her entrance, teasing her by rubbing the tip of my cock against her wetness. She makes a frustrated sound, her legs wrapping around my waist.

"Please, Alexei," she says, her eyes wild. "Now."

I chuckle low in my throat, loving how desperate she is for me. I grip her hips and thrust into her in one smooth motion, burying myself balls-deep.

She cries out, her nails digging into my shoulders, and I freeze, giving her a moment to adjust to my size. Then I start to move, slowly at first, withdrawing almost completely before slamming back into her.

Her head falls back, her breath coming in short gasps as I set a relentless pace. I kiss her, sucking her lower lip into my mouth, tasting her as I taste her everywhere. My hands are on her breasts, thumbs rubbing over her tight nipples as I move inside her.

She matches my thrusts, her hips lifting to meet mine, her breath coming in short, sharp pants. I pull her legs up around my waist, changing the angle, and thrust deeper, hitting that sweet spot that has her crying out my name.

I bite her nipple gently, loving the way she arches into me, her hands scrambling for purchase on the bedsheets. I suck and nip at her breast, my cock thrusting in and out of her in a steady rhythm that has her breath quickening, her body tensing beneath me.

I can feel her orgasm building, her inner muscles clenching around me, and I know I'm not far behind. I thrust harder, faster, loving the way she takes everything I give her and begs for more.

Her hands are on my ass, pulling me deeper into her, her hips moving in perfect sync with mine. I can feel my control slipping, the coiling tension in my gut tightening, and I know I'm not going to last much longer.

I thrust into her one last time, gritting my teeth as I feel her contract around me, her release triggering mine. I come with a hoarse shout, my cock pulsing as I spill myself into her, my body shaking with the force of it.

Afterward, we collapse in a hug. Her fingers trace lazy circles along my back, and I rest my forehead against hers, still feeling the aftershocks of what just happened.

I brush a strand of hair away from her face, looking into her eyes, still glazed with satisfaction, and in this moment, nothing else exists.

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