Page 168 of The Masks and the Dancer (Their Obsession 2)

I understand it because it’s exactly what I need, too. Fuck, I need her. My fingers grip my dick as I temper my own building orgasm, refusing to come until I’m buried deep inside of her.

Beside me Jakub’s breaths fall as heavily as my own as we both watch our brother lose a little of himself as the darkness within him starts to come unshackled.

“I need to look into your eyes,” Leon grinds out, dropping Christy’s hair.

He pulls out of her and spins her around, hoisting her back up onto his hips so he can slide back into her. Even those few moments withdrawn from her body causes a wild cry to part his lips until he sinks back inside of her wet heat. And right then, as he backs Christy into the wall and drops his forehead to her shoulder, I see the way he fights for control in the clenching of his teeth and the tremble of his body. Christy feels it too, and her hands cup his face, forcing him to look at her.

“I’m on the edge, Christy,’ he mutters out, gravel in his voice as the frenzied fucking is replaced with a slow, deep, fuck as though he wants to crawl into her and never ever leave the safety of her body. His arse tightens, his back muscles strain as he cups the back of her head, anguished almost.

Fuck, I feel that, his pain. It punches through my chest and grabs a hold of my heart.

“I know. I feel it too,” she replies.

“Aren’t you afraid?”

“Of losing you all, more than anything. But I will not allow anything to get between us, not now that I know.”

“Know what?” he asks, still fucking her, still quaking.

“I’ll tell you when I return.” She gives him a smile, then brushes her lips against his before saying: “I want you to fuck me like the devil, but love me like an angel, Leon.”

And so he does.

His thrusts become animalistic, tempered only by his love for her. But he’s not the only one to lose his control. Christy does too. She fucks him back, her arse slapping against his hips as she rides him. No, as sheclaimshim.

She’s a warrior. A slayer of monsters. A guardian of hearts. A keeper of souls.

With one last cry Leon slams into her, coming hard. Seconds later Christy follows suit, her whole body trembling as she comes undone.

“Fuck,” Jakub exclaims, shifting in the water beside me. I peel my eyes away from my brother and Christy and turn my attention to Jakub, giving them a moment to come down from their high. He looks haggard, as though the weight of the world is on his shoulders.

“Brother, what is it?”

“I want to fight for her,” he mutters as Leon leads Christy into the shower, turns on the spray and begins to wash her. They talk quietly, smiling and laughing softly as we talk. “How can I let her go? Everything in me wants to fucking rip Grim and Beast apart the moment they arrive, but to do so would mean losing her, and I can’t do that either.”

“I know. I do too, but like you said earlier we have to let this play out the way it’s supposed to. She’s seen our future.”

“She’s seen what happenstonight, and unless she’s keeping something from us, we don’t know what’s going to happen after that.” He sighs heavily. “It goes against everything I am, Kon. I want to fucking keep her. I don’t want her out of my sight.”

“I get it. Fuck, you know I do. But—”

“She might never come back,” he interrupts.

“She’ll come back. I fucking know it.”

“And if she doesn’t…”

“Then we go get her,” I say, snapping my mouth shut as Christy and Leon step out of the shower.

“Hey,” she says softly, swiping a tendril of wet, tangled hair behind her ear. Water droplets slide over her naked skin and for a moment we’re both mesmerised by her.

“Come here,” I say, needing to fucking hold her.

I have this real need to take care of her, it’s so fucking powerful. I feel it rumbling inside of me. My monster no longer wishes to hurt her but instead it needs to protect her. Like Jakub I want to fight to keep her, but we all know that killing her sister will turn her against us and we can’t afford that.

“I need you,” I admit, the confession leaving my mouth before I can stop it.

The last time I was inside her I was fighting the monster within me. This time I want to fuck her slow. I want to show her that I’m capable of being gentle. With my eyes glued to her, Christy slowly steps down into the bath. Leon settles into the water at the other end whilst she wades towards us both.

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