Page 67 of Semblance

“Fuck me,” I practically begged.

“Not yet,” he smiled.

His tongue worked wonders around my sex, like nothing I had ever felt before, every gentle stroke driving me absolutely wild. Then his fingers were back inside me and I was lost. I grabbed the back of his head as I shamelessly thrusted my hips to meet his hand.

He made a sexy soundof approval against my clit as I felt the softness of his tongue.

“Shadow…” I gasped. He continued licking every inch of me. I shuddered every time his soft tongue brushed around my clit. As I began to climax, he lifted his head and looked at me.

“Please,” I begged. “Fuck me.”

“Say it again,” he groaned as he hovered over me. I pulled at his massive arms, willing him down on top of me. His solid hard body didn’t move. I arched my hips against his erection feeling the delicious friction and screamed with an insatiable need.

“Please…please.”

He pushed my legs apart and plunged into me.

His thrusts were slow at first, filling every inch of me, sending my body into a state of bliss.

Shadow leaned down, kissing me with a feverish desperation that I returned eagerly. He gave off a primal scent that was raw and animalistic. It was utterly intoxicating.

He quickened his pace, each penetration fueling me with hot desire. It didn’t take long before I felt my entire body seized by an orgasm and I arched my back and allowed the shockwaves of pleasure overtake my body

“Get on top,” he instructed.

I unleashed a deep-throaty moan as I glided down the full length of him and began sliding up and down his hardness.

Shadow’s grip on my hips and ass tightened while he told me to ride him harder and faster.

I did.

I felt myself beginning to climax again.

I moaned, shouting out some combination of Shadow’s name and something dirty–what exactly I couldn’t remember. I was enjoying my orgasm too much to recall anything else but his body, and the electrifying sensation I was feeling.

I suddenly felt Shadow tense up beneath me and he let out a groan of his own, filling me as he erupted.

When he was finished, I collapsed on top of him, and brushed his face with gentle kisses, before planting a long one firmly on his mouth.

He smiled at me and ran his strong hands through my hair, “Well if you were a virgin before, you definitely aren’t one now.”

I smacked him lightly on the shoulder. “Funny.”

“I feel comfortable around you,” he said, looking at me with reverence. “It’s been so long since I felt some type of peace. It almost makes me want to forget about –”

“Forget about what?” I asked.

Shadow shook his head.

“Nothing, forget I said anything,” he sighed.

“Come on you jerk, finish your sentences. Forget about what?” As always, he had piqued my interest, I wanted to know everything about him.

“Forgetting about the vow I made to myself—that I would sacrifice everything and anything to find my parents’ killer and ruin that man’s life.”

“There’s something about finding justice that is meaningful and noble,” I said. “It can be chivalrous even. But on the flip side, the pursuit of revenge is an obsession that isn’t healthy. It can turn even the purest of hearts into hard, black shit.”

The look on Shadow’s face was an inquisitive one. “I think I know what cliché you’re about to lead into,” he sighed.

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