Page 59 of Wretched Soul
My head tips back and I release a scream that’s cut short as Shade brings his weight down on me and I fall back onto the rug. His mouth is on my neck and he sucks, and kisses, and nips my skin. His mouth is next to my ear when he speaks again.
“Beg.”
“Please!” I yell as my hips push up against his immovable body. He’s made of solid muscle and he’s so fucking hard for me. “This is me begging you to fuck me and fill me up and drive some fucking sense back into me and just… Fuck me, Shade. Please, just fuck me now!”
I’m panting when I’ve finished my rant, and I’m sure Shade can feel my heart rattling against my ribcage as he palms one of my breasts. He doesn’t acknowledge my plea other than to take my nipple into his mouth. But as he sucks and flicks, his hand travels south.
He lifts his hips, and I feel the tip of his cock being dragged down my abdomen and along my slit. I open my legs wider as he seats himself at my entrance. His eyes are hooded as he braces his arms on either side of me.
“You only had to ask, Slayer.”
There’s just a second to prepare before Shade punches forward, thrusting into me, and filling me completely. I’m knocked forward by the force, but his arms slide under me to grip my shoulders as he withdraws then slams into me again.
“Is this what you want, Lily?”
I whimper a yes.
His eyes bore into mine. The smug smile has been replaced by an intensity that’s almost scary. He thrusts into me again, rocking his hips against mine, rekindling the heat that I need and fear.
“Is it all you want?” he asks.
I cup his face in my hands. “You’re all I want,” I say, searching out his lips.
I push my tongue into his mouth and it tangles with his as I squeeze my pussy walls around him, feeling him pulse and throb as he pulls out, then drives into me again. And again.
His thrusts are controlled but demanding, and that exquisitely intolerable coiling sensation deep inside me, vibrates as it tightens. And damn, does it tighten. I break our kiss and pant through the pulses of pleasure that warn of my impending release.
“Damn, Lily,” Shade whispers as he watches my emotions play out on my face. “How the hell have I survived without you?”
His shoulder muscles ripple as he fucks me harder and faster to meet my growing need.
“You’re mine, Slayer. You’re always going to be mine.”
I’m caught in his deep green eyes, and his words clamp a fist around my heart. This nameless man is taking over my senses. I’m being possessed by someone who has as much substance as the shadows he lurks in. “How can I be yours when–”
Shade slams into me so hard my teeth knock together. I’m on the precipice, and he’s about to tip me over the edge. “Don’t you dare finish that sentence while I’m inside you,” he warns. His voice catches, as if it would break his heart if I rejected him.
I must have lost all reason because I swallow back doubt and answer him the only way I can. “I’m yours, only yours. And you’re mine.”
He pounds into me, and I let the wave of ecstasy raise me up then send me into freefall. My stomach lurches with the drop, and I say the only name that means anything to me. Over and over again as the rush of my fall consumes me. “Shade.”
“That’s my girl,” he says, his jaw tensing as his thrusts become frenzied. “That’s my fucking girl.”
I wrap my legs tight around the back of his legs, enjoying the aftershocks of my orgasm, but it’s his pleasure I need now. I cup his face in my hands. He’s seen me come and now I want to watch as he finds his own release. His brow furrows and he turns his head to the side to kiss my palm before burying his head into my shoulder.
With a roar, his next thrust knocks the wind out of me. He holds himself deep inside me, and his cock pulses as he fills me with his cum. His lips press against my neck and he sucks on my sweat damp skin. A deep moan rumbles up through his chest and he thrusts twice more before rising up on his hands.
He’s back in control as he rolls his hips languidly against mine. “Still in a bad mood, Slayer?”
My attempt at a scowl transforms into a laugh. “Can you remind me what it was I was angry about?”
Chapter 18
Mace
My back is aching as I sit against the cedar headboard, but I can’t move without disturbing Lily. She’s sitting between my legs, her back against my chest, my arm roped around her naked body. Her unruly hair tickles my nose as I swipe through the notifications on my phone that I had no interest in checking last night.
I haven’t missed anything important, just a series of messages from my brothers and sister-in-law. I’d told them I was going to the Moncriefs’ lodge for the weekend, and let them assume it was with Calder. I should have guessed Reid would bump into our friend at the club, and now my entire family are pissing me off by asking for more information about who’s keeping me company. Maddie is leading the charge, and has threatened to take a trip up here. They can all fuck off. I’m not sure I’d introduce Lily to my family, even if we were married.
