Page 2 of Shannon in Sombra

But it’s been a couple of weeks since I had any alone time with my mate that wasn’t just me snoring, and Mal telling me how adorable I am when I snore. Demons need half as much sleep as us humans do, so I let it go, especially since he’s painting our daughter’s nursery and decorating the house when he’s not watching me sleep.

And then, of course, last night was the gold moon. No matter how many that pass, I’m not used to how damn horny it makes me. That’s its purpose, obviously. When mated couples fuck during the gold moon, the chick ends up pregnant. There isn’t birth control strong enough to stop the magic, and while Mal took the edge off last night by giving me head, I missed the good stuff.

I missed his shadow dick.

Now, I have self-control. No way in hell was I ready to get pregnant with baby number two right on the heels of giving birth to baby number one. Shit. I already told Mal that I was one and done. We have our baby, and I’m good with that. Kennedy’s gonna pop soon. If Alana gets lonely, she’s got a built-in best friend already.

So that meant not P-in-V sex last night. I didn’t trust myself to let Malphas in the back door since it would be too easy to convince myself that one hole or the other wouldn’t make a difference in the long run. We stuck to oral instead before sleeping off the worst of the gold moon-inspired lust, but now that its power has waned and I don’t have to worry about another bun in the oven…

I throw my hands over Mal’s shoulders, nearly purring at the sensation of his strong muscles and heated flesh against my front. He’d crouched down low, working on adding to the painted scene in our bathroom—complete with a tub that I would normally use… if I didn’t have another,betteridea in my head—when I snuck up on him.

“Kennedy has Alana,” I tell him, speaking directly into the shell of his pointed ear. It twitches, whether from my cooler breath or the promise of what an evening without our child might mean for my mate. “She said she can keep her all night if we want.”

“Ah, my Shannon,” rumbles Malphas. “You assume that I will last for more than a few moments once I have you laid out on our bedding.”

I grin. “I was thinking maybe we should go outside. Take a walk. Go somewhereprivate.”

My big demon shudders. Yup. That’s definitely because he knows exactly what his insatiable human mate has in mind.

Slowly, he rises up to his full height. I release him as he does before I end up hanging off of him like a little girl on her father. Because Mal? He might be Alana’s, but he’s mymate.

He turns, hands going to my waist. He must’ve dropped his paintbrush on top of his palette of paint smears because he’s tugging me toward him, his erection a brand against my midsection as he shows me how ready he is to be just that.

“You want to take a walk?”

“Why not? You’ve got something better to do?” I tease.

His eyes flare, brighter than ever. “Than you, my flower?Never.”

I pat Malphas on his solid chest. “Good answer, babe.” Dropping my hand at the same time as he releases my left hip, I let his hand swallow mine as his big fingers close around my fist. “Come on.”

CHAPTER2

SKINNY-DIPPING IN THE LAVA POOL

SHANNON

When I was a teenager, my high school boyfriend’s family had a pool in the backyard. He spent the entire summer between junior and senior year trying to get me to agree to skinny-dip with him. Finally, when his parents and his sister went away on vacation, I snuck over and swam naked with him.

I ended up fucking him, too, and got the worst UTI of my life after the combination of chlorine water up my hoo-ha and banging a boy who thought a dip in the pool every few days replaced a daily shower did a number on my poor vagina.

Now, all that’s to say that I don’t have the fondest memories of skinny-dipping in the human world.

In Sombra?

It’s fuckingawesome.

Before we left the house—and just so my mate was on the same page as me that by ‘walk’ I totally meant ‘bang’—I stripped down to nothing. Once I realized that I wouldn’t be heading back to New York anytime soon, I asked Malphas and Loki to take a quick trip to our place and pack up all of my clothes. I’m not ready to go all native like Kennedy has, wearing woven dresses from the village seamstresses. I’m good with my jeans and tank tops… unless I’m wearing nothing but Mal’s shadows.

I love how he can use part of his magic to create his ‘coverings’. Not only can he use them to hide my tits, pussy, and ass from the villagers when I’m au natural, but Sombra demons can actually hide their mates in their shadows. So long as he goes from his solid, red-skinned demon form to a hazy, mess of shadows with the outline of his horns, arms, legs, and some other appendages on display, he can gather me up in them and no one knows I’m there.

Well, they probably can guess. Demons in Sombra don’t use their shadow form as much as Mal had to in Jericho so seeing him make his way out of the village in his shadows is probably a honking neon sign that he’s about to get laid. Especially when our ‘walk’ takes him a little out of the way of the village, toward the lava pools on the far side of the ash fields.

Sombra is a dusty,hot,fiery world. The farmers grow demon grains, fruits, and vegetables out of the ash with the teensiest, tiniest amount of moisture. In fact, they don’t even need rain; based on the prophecy, they’d rather never see the stuff. But that’s because the lava pools feed their crops.

Seems like it wouldn’t make sense, huh? Lava. Like, actual, literallava.But it does, because in Sombra? The lava—while super hot… because, if I didn’t mention it already, Sombra is hothot—has the consistency of water without making you wet.

Even better? As long as Malphas stays in his shadows and keeps me gathered up in them, the sensation of sinking down into the lava pool is almost as relaxing and soothing as easing your tired body into a hot tub. Add in the fact that it can’t touch me in Mal’s shadows, plus anything he shoots into the pool is disintegrated by the heat immediately, it’s no surprise that my kinky side enjoys letting him fuck me in the lava pool.

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