Page 81 of Back In the Shadows

Slowly, he dropped his hands and looked up at me.

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SEBASTIAN

“Ella,” I said breathlessly.

“Sebastian?”

“Yeah, baby. It’s me. I couldn’t stand by and watch him hurt you any longer. I had to make him leave.” Pulling out of my wife, I tucked myself into my jeans, horrified at the bruises and marks he had left on her body. But what frightened me more was the way she craved his brutality, reveling in it like a twisted addiction. Waves of pleasure still coursed through me, but this time they were laced with guilt and disgust with his actions toward her. Ella deserved to be adored and cherished, not used and abused like this.

“Are you okay?” I gently helped her out of the swing and set her feet on the floor.

“Yes. We just like to play rough. I promise he wouldn’t really hurt me.” She reached up, her fingertips tracing my jawline.

I leaned down and kissed her, shed my shirt, and wrapped it around her, making sure she was decent before I scooped her up in my arms and carried her out of the room Death thought was appropriate to fuck her in. It hadn’t escaped me that herstomach and thighs were covered in blood. He disgusted me, but even more, I had a difficult time digesting that she enjoyed it.

I opened the door and peered into the hall, ensuring Kip wasn’t going to round the corner at any second.

“I wasn’t sure you were coming back.” Ella leaned her head on my shoulder as I walked her to the bathroom. Once we were safely tucked away, I turned on the shower and tested the temperature. The small space filled with steam. I removed my shirt from her shoulders, then removed my jeans. I held out my hand and led her beneath the running water, droplets streaming down her face and over her full breasts.

I leaned down and gently sucked on her nipple, erasing Death’s touch on her skin.

“I’ll always come back, baby.”

Her gaze locked with mine, filled with desire and gratitude, as we stood there in the shower, our bodies entwined. I gently guided her against the slick tile, feeling her shiver.

With a soft moan, she pressed closer to me, her body’s heat enveloping me like a warm embrace. I slid my fingertips slowly down her back and over her spine before I traced the curves of her ass and hip. My heart raced as I felt her pulse beneath my fingertips, matching the rhythm of our breaths mingling in the steam-filled room.

I brushed my mouth against hers, tasting the water and the salt of her skin. Her lips parted under my touch, and as our kiss deepened, my hands roamed further, exploring every inch of her that I could reach.

“You’re everything I need,” I whispered against her skin as we continued to savor each other in this sanctuary where no one else could find us. “Everything I want.”

I moved my palms down her hips, gently urging her to turn around. She complied, her eyes filled with trust and desire. I reached for the soap, lathering it up in my palms before gentlymassaging it into her shoulders, working my way down her back. My fingertips traced every curve, every dip, every peak that she possessed.

As I continued to wash her, I couldn’t help but marvel at the beauty in front of me. Her black hair was plastered to her head, the water running down her cheeks in rivulets. Her lips were slightly parted, a silent plea for more. And I was happy to oblige.

I grabbed her hips, turning her around to look at me again. My hands found their way back to her breasts, this time with a more urgent pace. I teased the erect nipples with my thumbs, causing Ella to let out a soft moan of pleasure.

“You taste so sweet,” I murmured against her lips, “like the sweetest nectar.” My words were like wildfire, igniting a passion within us both that could not be extinguished by a mere showerhead or bathtub.

I lifted Ella gently off the ground, wrapping my arms around her waist as hers circled my neck and her legs wound around my waist.

I positioned her just right as I slid into her tight pussy while I cupped her ass cheeks. Her soft moan sent pleasure rippling through me. Her muscles clenched my shaft as I buried myself deep inside her.

“That’s my good girl.”

I pressed her back against the wall in order to gain a better angle as my pace quickened. Ella’s moans grew louder and more urgent with each thrust, her nails digging into my neck as she clung to my wet skin for support. Her eyes locked on mine, her expression a mix of need and love. I leaned in, our lips meeting in a kiss as I continued to move inside her.

The steamy bathroom filled with our combined breaths, the only sound being our bodies slapping together and the gentle splashing of water. Her wet hair stuck to her face, her heartracing wildly beneath my touch. I felt her tighten around me, the telltale sign that she was nearing her orgasm.

“That’s it,” I whispered, my voice hoarse with desire, “be a good girl and come for me.”

Her moans started as soft sighs, but as I trailed my fingers along her body, they grew into deep guttural desperate sounds. She grabbed my back, her nails digging into my skin as she climbed higher and higher towards her climax.

I matched her every movement, our bodies moving in sync until we were both on the edge of our climax.

Finally, she cried out, “Sebastian, baby!” She seized and her pussy pulsed and gripped me as she released, sending waves of pleasure through me. I couldn’t hold back any longer and I exploded deep inside of her.

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