Page 174 of Shadow

“Church won’t have a choice,” I said. “Everett will enforce the contract or Sirena…” My words tapered off. The thought of that fucking piece of shit getting her made me see red.

“As much as I care for Rosalie, I would kill anyone for Sirena,” Asylum said softly. “And for that, I’m a wicked monster.”

We fell into silence, none of us having anything to say because, really, it was true. When it came down to it, we’d kill to keep her safe.

Even if it meant people who didn’t deserve it.

* * *

I layin bed that night, staring at my ceiling. Sirena had gone upstairs and spent the evening with Cady, so I didn’t see her when we finally returned from the lake. I was wasted anyway, so it didn’t matter. I would not have been good company.

I demanded answers from Church about why he hadn’t told us about Everett.

He genuinely seemed remorseful but told us that, yes, Everett had summoned him. We all listened to him recount what was said, Asylum chiming in that the problem wasn’t going to go away, and we’d have to act.

He handed the guys each a white mask and said he’d seen us with them.

And that was that. Church swore he’d keep us updated on shit.

Then we’d drank and smoked, all of us getting wasted, even Shadow.

I was really growing to like him. He fit in better than I originally thought he would, and he kept that twisted side of him well hidden. Sirena had chosen well.

But now, as I lay there alone, all I wanted to do was get my siren and hold her. We’d lost weeks because of all the shit happening around us.

As if she heard my prayers, my door creaked open, and she padded into the room in that long white nightgown Church made her wear.

I went up on my elbows and watched her walk toward me, the moonlight cutting across her pretty face.

“Hey,” I greeted her softly when she crawled onto the mattress and cuddled against me. “How’s my girl?”

She said nothing, her hand splayed across my bare abdomen. She lightly traced her name carved into my skin before shifting and kissing down my body.

I closed my eyes and breathed out as she situated herself between my legs and took her nightgown off, leaving her naked beneath. I lifted my hips when she made to pull my pajama bottoms off.

She licked up my hardening shaft, making me suck in a sharp breath.

Her hair was still in that ponytail, and I took advantage of it and wrapped her long strands around my hand and guided her down onto my cock.

She sucked me, making me groan softly.

I shifted my hips upward to meet her sucks.

“Fuck, baby, you keep doing that and you’ll make me come,” I rasped. “I don’t want to come in your mouth tonight. I want to come in your pussy.”

I dragged her off my cock and pulled her up my body until I was spearing her with my cock. She sank onto it with a soft moan. I held her hips, my thumb pressing against my name, as she rode me.

It didn’t take long for her to come. When she did, I let go and came with her, riding out the storm she’d created.

Breathless, she fell forward and lay on my bare chest. I lightly ran my nails down her back and kissed the top of her head.

“I love you,” I murmured.

She traced the letters onto my skin, making me smile.

“I love that you’re learning sign language,” I continued. “But I miss our notes. I reread them over and over while you were gone. It kept me sane.”

She looked at me and leaned in, kissing me gently.

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