Page 27 of Shadow Bonds

He freezes and groans, low and throaty.“Fuck…”he breathes and then slides his hands down his body to his…

I squeeze my eyes shut, after seeing something I probably shouldn’t have and try to think of one of the others.

But it doesn’t work. Even with my eyes closed, I still see what he does.

He slowly slides his hand down to his hard cock and groans.“Sena…”he rasps, and I freeze.

He can’t be thinking of me. But… he supposedly can only get it up for me now.

I push it to the back of my mind as he pumps his hand along his thick, hard cock, finding it hard to look away.

A drop of pre-cum beads at his tip, and my core clenches making me gasp.

He stills, tightening his grip on his cock.“Sena?”

Shit.I immediately try to pull back; to block him out, but his chuckle makes me pause.

“You can see what I can see, can’t you?”he says out loud. Unlike Knox who I can talk to in my mind, it seems I can see and hear everything Malakai does.

He places a hand on the wall and shifts so I can see every inch of him, his eyes directly on his hand and cock.

“Do you like what you see?”he asks.“Do you like watching me?”

He grunts as he starts moving, sliding his hand up and down his thick length.

“Do you see how fucking hard I am?”he says with a dangerous tilt to his tone, as if he’s a little angry about it.

I bite back a moan as he pumps himself harder and faster, grinding his hips into his hand.

“Does it get you wet looking at something you’llneverhave?”he asks with a smug tilt to his voice, and his words quickly snap me out of my little daze.

Instead of pulling back from the connection, I try to keep it open while focusing on my own body, glancing down at it to make sure he gets a good view. I gather some soap in my hand before lathering it across my breasts, slowly taking my time to get every inch.

He makes a strangled noise, and I know he’s seeing what I am now.

A deep groan sounds out around me.“Where the fuck have you been hiding that body?!”he pants, his voice hoarse.

I chuckle and ignore him while trying to hold the connection, showing him exactly whathewill never have.

I exaggerate each movement, slowing my hands around the curve of my breasts and down my stomach.

“Fuck, those tits are a thing of beauty,”he purrs, and I pause at the compliment. But then realize it’s because he’s speaking with his dick and forgetting how much he really hates me.

“You’re fucking stunning. Every damn inch of you.”The compliment throws me again, but he quickly brings me back to reality a moment later.

“Slide a hand down further,”he growls as he continues to pump himself.“Show me how wet you are for me.”

“For you?” I say out loud, and he laughs, it’s husky and way too cocky for my liking.

“We both know if I were there, I’d have you bent over, begging foreverythingI gave you.”

The image alone makes me shudder, and he chuckles.“Now be a good girl and show me what belongs to me.”

I could get angry. Try to cut off the connection here and now. If I connected to him by clearing my mind and focusing on him. Technically all I need to do is the reverse. But what would be the fun in that?

I leave the connection open and smile, biting my lip while sliding my hands up my body.

“Sena…”he warns, clenching his jaw.

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