Love That Defies Us (The Devil's Dust #2.2)(4)

“Hey, bud, you awake already?” I hear Shadow whisper, coming into the bedroom. Zane jumps across my head, little pitter-patters sounding on the carpet. I roll over, moaning from the sleep weighing down my eyes.

“How was church?” I ask, my voice cracking. I wake up nearly every morning to Shadow missing, but I know he has things to do at the club. He always comes back home when Zane and I are waking up when he can, but that hasn’t happened here lately.

“Tom was patched in this morning,” Shadow explains, picking Zane up. I smile brightly; Tom deserves it. He has been a prospect for a while now, but apparently he passed whatever the club looks for in patching someone in. There was only one other prospect I had ever met named Charlie, but after his negligence got me kidnapped a couple years ago, I never saw him again. Tom took his place quickly after. The club life is hard, and not everyone is fit to live it. I guess being a prospect is the club’s way of weeding out the unfit.

“You get some rest,” Shadow whispers, kissing me on the forehead. I don’t argue; I just roll over, clutch my pillow, and close my eyes.

“Hey, buddy, I got something really awesome to show you,” I hear Shadow whisper to Zane as they leave.

***

Waking up to little whimpers, I roll over to look at the floor and find Rex staring up at me, my pink ballet slipper in his mouth.

“Hey, little guy,” I mumble into the mattress. I throw the worn sheets off me, climb out of bed, and pick him up. I take the ballet slipper from his mouth, dog spit coating the material. I miss teaching ballet. Being an instructor to little girls is my dream job, but about a month and a half ago they put me on maternity leave. It’s killing me not to dance.

“I’m surprised Zane is not looking for you,” I mutter into Rex’s soft fur between his ears.

“You’re up,” Shadow observes, walking into the room, his bare chest displaying a guild of perfected muscle. My tongue slips out and laves at my bottom lip, and my thighs tremble from the uncontrollable thirst to have Shadow, as a sudden warmth crawls between my thighs. Rex starts going crazy in my arms trying to get to Shadow, so I slowly place the puppy on the floor, not taking my eyes off my man.

“I am awake,” I whisper, my voice breathy.

Shadow wraps his large arm around my waist and pulls me close with one tug, the puppy crying and scratching at his legs. He dives his face into the crook of my neck, making me arch myself into him in response. The smell of his aftershave and hint of leather lingers on his neck, building that pleasuring warmth into a flaming inferno.

“Where is Zane?” I whisper, moving my head to the side as Shadow brushes seductive kisses against my neck. Zane is an expert at walking in on me and Shadow.

“Bobby came and picked him up, took him to pick out a leash and collar for Rex,” Shadow explains, his voice revealing he is just as turned on as I am. “I got you all to myself for the hour,” Shadow whispers into my ear, his warm breath tickling me. He slides his hand from my hip and under my skimpy shirt, his rough touch leaving an electric spark along my skin. He grabs my sensitive breast, causing me to moan loudly and wrap my leg around him. I need this; I need him.

Shadow walks us to the wall, my feet stumbling as I walk backwards. He grasps both my hands in one of his and holds them above my head, his other hand kneading my breast greedily. My heart rate quickens as I begin to breathe harshly.

My hands quickly pull the drawstring to his jersey shorts, letting them fall and pool around his feet. His dick springs free, sliding against my swollen belly. He’s hard and his cock is taking on a purplish hue from its engorgement, feeling silky against my skin.

Shadow thumbs the elastic on my panties on each of my hips, biting his lower lip as he observes my body. He slowly brings them down my thighs. He kneels on the floor, nipping at my skin as he lowers my panties. My knees quake and my * pulses from the anticipation. I can feel myself drip from the built-up arousal between my legs.

Shadow lifts each of my feet, taking my panties completely off. He looks up at me, his deep blue eyes staring back at me. He smirks and looks forward, his face mere inches from my over-sensitized mound. He leans forward and reaches between my legs, sliding a finger through my wetness as he nuzzles against my clit, giving it a slight nip with his teeth. I grab at the wall for support and whimper uncontrollably.

“You ready for me, Firefly?” he whispers against my clit, his breath tickling me, his tone so damn sexy. I close my eyes and nod. I can’t speak; I can hardly breathe I’m so worked up.

Shadow stands, grabs me by the hips, and turns me to face the wall. He takes both my wrists in one of his large hands, placing them above my head. He grabs at my waist, pulling my ass out, his hand caressing the right cheek. I feel him guide his silky shaft between my thighs and slowly slide against my warm opening. My head falls back, letting out a feral growl. I hear Shadow chuckle behind me as he slowly slides into me.

“God, yes,” I moan loudly, pushing my ass toward him.

Shadow slowly thrusts himself all the way inside me, his dick buried to the hilt before slowly withdrawing. My toes curl into the carpet as he pushes himself inside me again, the head of his dick hitting that bundle of nerves which sparks that blooming warmth.

His free hand skims over my pregnant belly and up to my breast, giving my nipple a pinch. Like a candle catching the flame, my body responds, my * clenching his cock like a vise. His pace is slow and deliciously deep; my teeth grit and toes nearly break from curling into the floor. I feel Shadow pick up his pace from slow to drilling me against the wall. I moan, growl, mew—so many unintelligible sounds leave my mindless mouth as I peak my release. I feel Shadow stiffen behind me, his teeth biting my shoulder as his semen fills me.