What Doesn't Destroy Us (The Devil's Dust #1)(16)

“Anxious, baby?” He asks arrogantly. I roll my eyes at his self-assured tone.

He grabs me by the hair and pulls my head back. ”Don’t f*cking roll your eyes at me,” he hisses, kissing my jawline. His demanding ways make me whimper, but in a good way. His tone is serious, and anything but playful, but I can’t help but be aroused at his roughness.

His fingers spread my sensitive folds to allow entry. He suddenly dips his fingers in my wet heat, spreading the moisture up and down my clit. I dive my hands into my hair and arch my back, rocking my hips into his touch. “Holy shit, you're wet,” he whispers, breathlessly.

He lifts his fingers and slowly slips them into his hungry mouth; he sucks hard, savoring my juices.

“Keep your eyes on mine,” he says, ducking his head in between my thighs. I raise up on my elbows watching him lay light kisses on my clit before going further down and plunging his warm tongue deep inside. I collapse off my elbows and fall back, moaning loudly. Thank God the music is so loud that nobody can hear me. It feels so warm and wet, my sex clenches wanting release. He takes his other hand and presses lightly on my stomach lowering my arched body down onto the bed. He flicks his tongue between my folds, teasing me, and then sucks my clit into his hot mouth roughly. My body pushes back into the bed and my hands fly into his messy hair.

“Don’t you cum,” Shadow orders, as he lifts his head up from between my thighs. My wetness drenches his stubble and lips. He puts his hands on my knees and positions his pulsing erection against my wet opening. I close my eyes tight, waiting for him to plow into me.

“Open your eyes, beautiful,” he says sweetly. I comply and open my eyes, slowly.

“Shit, hang on.” He climbs off of me, exposing my body to the coolness of the air. I hear a foil wrapper rip and watch him roll the rubber onto his shaft.

“Okay,” he says, climbing in between my legs again.

I look deeply into his beautiful, stormy eyes as he pushes the tip of himself into my wet opening. I wince, and dig my nails into the sheets as he slides in deeper; his eyes never leaving mine. It’s the most erotic thing I have ever witnessed.

“You okay?” he asks, concerned.

“Yeah, just don’t stop,” I reply back, my breathing now chaotic.

I can feel myself stretch and pull to accommodate his impressive size. It stings yet feels amazing. Once he is in as far as my body will allow, he stills, letting my body acclimate to his length.

“The hard part is over.” He leans down and kisses me hungrily, biting my bottom lip as he rocks his hips back and forth.

“Here comes the fun part.” He smiles, from ear to ear, causing me to smile too.

My legs wrap around his body as he thrusts his way in and out of me. He lifts his hand and grabs my right leg pulling it even tighter around his waist. The sound of our sweaty bodies smacking against each other fills the room. There is nothing, just me and him. The music is muffled by our heavy breaths and light moans. Time is standing still as I lose my innocence to the devil himself.

He grabs my ass cheeks lifting me slightly off the bed. He thrusts harder making me whimper. “You are so f*cking tight; I don’t think I will last long.” His confession heightens my arousal that much more.

I detach my nails from the sheets and explore his immaculate chest. His head falls back and he lets out a raw growl with my touch; his hips pick up speed. One of his hands finds one of my over-sensitive nipples and pinches it as the other hands trails down my stomach, over my pubic hair, to my clit. He starts to move his finger in circular motions over my clit; it’s my undoing.

Warmth floods my feet, making my toes curl, shooting the flame up my legs and in between my thighs. My body convulses with explosive tingles, my sex clenching his cock like a vice. My nails grab at his back as I arch my body into his. I scream out in pleasure, as he thrusts harder. I thrash my head to the side and bite at the loose sheet as his body stiffens. I feel his thick warm seed fill the latex, before he falls on top of me.

We lay there panting, trying to catch our breath. Shadow slowly withdraws his rock hard erection from my wet sleeve, making me wince from the void his absence has left. He rolls the condom off his length with his fingers and tosses it into the corner of the room. Is there even a trash can over there?

“Sleep,” he whispers in my ear. He pulls my back to his chest; his body cocooning mine. This feels so right, but so wrong. After coming down from my sexual high, my rationalizing comes in. I can’t stomach being another notch on his bed post, but I knew that was a possibility before I handed him my virginity on a silver platter. I know deep in my gut Shadow is anything but out of my system, he’s an addictive drug and I want more to satisfy my craving. I close my eyes, trying to summon sleep. Listening to the loud crowd in the club and the thud of the music slowly takes me under.





I feel smooth legs wrapped around mine, and silky hair on my chest. The smell of Dani’s intoxicating perfume fills my lungs. Peaches and sandalwood; the smell of her alone could make my dick hard. I’m hard now, shit. The events of last night play in my head simultaneously; what the f*ck was I thinking? I have had her in my damn head since the day I saw her high maintenance ass walk out of that terminal. I tried to stay away. Hell, I tried to push her away. But when I saw her dancing with Bobby last night, the thought of someone else having their hands on her or possibly in their bed... I went caveman. I wanted to drag her to a room and f*ck her within an inch of her life.