What Doesn't Destroy Us (The Devil's Dust #1)(76)

I’m suddenly ripped from my thoughts when Shadow crawls up my body like a sleek snake. He bites, nips, sucks, and kisses his way up my torso until we are face to face.

“You're mine, Dani. You knew that already, don’t over think it.” Before I can say otherwise, he smashes his lips onto mine, his sinful mouth claiming his property. What would arguing do anyway? He's made it clear the woman gets no say. I know Shadow is different, though; when Locks went on his woman-hating rant at the garage, Shadow assured me he was different.





The next two days are erotically, sinfully sweet. Shadow and I don't leave the house in two days. More like, Shadow won't let me leave the house. In-between f*ck sessions is eating, sleeping, or showering. It is animalistic, sexy, and beyond the most pleasurable thing I have ever experienced.

Shadow confirming I am his Ol' Lady set a fire in his eyes I haven’t seen before. Finally sealing the deal of me being his property seems to make him more at ease; he is playful and less dark, yet more sexual.

I don't let myself think too deeply on becoming his property and the laws of it. I knew I was owned by Shadow when I fell in love with him. I feel the walls surrounding our trust breaking down. I give my body in every way he wants it in these two days; not asking why, not caring why. I am his, he is mine.

Having cabin fever and with Shadow in the shower, I slip on a robe to go out onto the patio.

I let out a squeal when greedy hands grab my from behind, dragging me to the bed. My body comes crashing down on Shadow's.

“Mmmm,” he breathes in. “Where do you think you’re going?” His voice, sexy and deep, vibrates off my neck as he nuzzles his face deep within.

“Shadow, my body needs rest,” I laugh.

“Rest is for the weak.”

“We only have today left; let’s go eat breakfast on the deck, go swimming,” I whisper against his temple.

“Mmmm, fine,” he says, kissing all over my face. I laugh and start heading for the door again.

Shadow grabs his trunks and shuffles into them, his bronzed skin looking immaculate. His muscles bulge and flex as he ties the string on them. My tongue darts out and licks my bottom lip, he is sexy as sin.

“You keep looking at me like that, I’m keeping you in here for two more days.”

How I have the urge to keep going after two days of sex is beyond me. Then again, looking at him, no woman could tell him no.

“I think you might be going for a world record if you do that,” I reply jokingly, walking toward the dresser.

Shadow chuckles and grabs me before I'm out of reach.

“Well, I’m always up for a challenge,” he says arrogantly, sliding his hand down my belly. My body arches into his touch; I can’t help but be weak when it comes to him.

Shadow leans in and bites my collarbone, making me throw my leg around his waist.

“Up for a challenge, huh?” I whisper, my arousal making it hard to speak.

Shadow pulls back and looks at my expression; amused.

“I bet you can’t keep your hands off of me for the rest of the day,” I taunt, knowing he won’t take the deal and I don’t want him to anyway.

“Hands only”? he asks, his voice borderline sneaky. I could see him now f*cking me with no hands; he wouldn’t be breaking the rules and he would be proud of that.

“As in, no having sex with me all day,” I say, making the terms more clear.

Shadow sucks in his bottom lip and looks to the floor deep in thought.

“Deal,” he says, reconnecting our gaze, his words surprising me. Shit, how will I live a day without him touching me? I wasn’t thinking when I made this deal.

I open the drawer with that, wondering how I am going to keep to my own terms, when my eyes spot the bikini I had as a surprise. Maybe getting Shadow to lose this challenge would be more fun than I thought.

I grab the bikini and go into the bathroom, afraid that if he sees what I am putting on he will make me take it off before he is slammed with the full effect.

I slip the top on; the thin little triangles cover my breasts, but barely. I reach for the bottoms, slide my legs in, and tie the strings at my hips.

“I’m going to get a drink, babe.” I hear Shadow call out. I hurry and open the door and walk out, throwing my hair over my shoulder casually.

“Huh? Yeah, okay,” I say, acting as if I don’t look like a piece of f*ck-me candy.

“What. The. Fuck.” Shadow bellows, his mouth hung open in astonishment.

“You play dirty, Bitch,” he says, sexually. He walks over and brushes his fingers across the material on my breast. I look down and watch.

Shadow smirks. “Mine looks f*cking sexy as hell in leather.” He continues admiring me .

When I saw the black-as-sin leather bikini, I knew I had to have it. I was sure it would buckle Shadow at the knees.

He grabs me by the hips with a growl and throws me on the bed.

“What about the challenge?” I plead. He can’t give in this easy; I have all kinds of taunts and teases in my head.

“Bets off”! he says, pulling his trunks off and releasing his massive erection. It was so hard it looked like it would explode.

“But-“

Shadow pulls my bottoms to the side, not taking them off, just giving himself enough room and slams his erection into my wet heat quickly. My head is thrown back as his hand slides to the small of my back lifting my torso slightly off the bed. Arching my back gives him that angle where he rubs my g-spot and he goes in deep.