Page 138 of Shadow

“Mine,” I whispered to her.

She snuggled against me, relaxing my nerves. I knew at some point I’d have to the tell the watchers about myself. I assumed I’d be made fun of since that’s how my life had always gone, but I was surprised at the acceptance.

“Where did you learn to fight the way you do?” Stitches asked.

“The underground. A man there taught me. He’s the same one who taught Church and, uh, Asylum. Mirage. And even you.”

“Ricardo.” Stitches nodded. “He didn’t fuck around and touch you did he?”

I shook my head. “No. Never. He paid for time with me and trained me. I think he probably just wanted me to be able to defend myself. Strange that he was even in the Underground to begin with since he seemed like a decent human.”

“We all have our secrets. Our reasons,” Mirage murmured.

I looked at him and nodded. We did.

Everyone went silent for a long time before Church spoke up.

“I think we should watch you and Sirena.”

“What?” I looked over at him sharply.

“It’s strange for us to see you this way with her. She’s been ours, and now we’re sharing. I think for all of us, it would be good to watch.”

“I’m not-I’m not ready for sex,” I sputtered out. “I-I can’t?—”

“Then make her come.” Church settled back in his chair and steepled his fingers. “We don’t mind watching that either.”

I swallowed hard and glanced around the room. No one was protesting.

Fuck. I was going to end up embarrassing myself.

Again.

“All you have to really do is lie back and let her take the lead,” Ashes said. “Unless you have other ideas.”

“What do you want?” I whispered to Sirena, deciding it should be her choice. “You want me to make you come?”

She trailed her lips along my jaw before humming softly in my ear.

Damn, I wanted to, but I knew myself.

If I excused myself to the bathroom, they’d know I was a fucking twerp. I had to make it through this.

What a damn problem to have.

She slid off my lap, went to her knees, and reached for the button on my pants.

I took a deep breath, trying to focus solely on her and not the audience we had. She unbuttoned my jeans, and I shifted so she could remove my pants.

Carefully, she pulled me free from my boxers and stroked me.

My fucking body was tense, but my dick came to life the moment she touched me. It was supposed to be about her, but she took the lead and licked up my shaft.

“Fuck,” I groaned, tangling my fingers in her hair with a trembling touch.

There was no way I was going to make it. Especially if she sucked me?—

“Oh my god.” The words tumbled out of my mouth as she engulfed my dick with her mouth.

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