Reborn (Shadow Beast Shifter, #3)(42)

It was so deep. The sort of deep that I swore to fuck I tasted on my tongue, and as he continued to move in and out of me, I couldn’t breathe. My head was spinning as the next spirals of pleasure built, my nails clawing at his chest now, even if I was unable to break the skin of the beast.

“Mera,” he said in his normal snap of a command. This time, I didn’t know what he wanted, or at least I thought I didn’t until I felt the sting of his power tracing over nerve endings, and I realized he wanted me to return the favor.

Releasing my hold on my energy, I sent it into Shadow. As our fire clashed, there was a bolt of lightning across our skin. Pain and pleasure, fire and ice, and with each surge, I arched higher, allowing Shadow to plunge so deeply into me that the taste on my tongue intensified.

I mean, logically, I knew his damn dick wasn’t big enough to make it to my mouth from my vagina. I hadn’t failed biology that badly, but clearly, it was deep enough that it was triggering senses all across my body.

“Come, Sunshine.”

I was the puppet, and he was the master, but when it came with such intense pleasure, who the fuck would complain? The moans that had been falling in rapid intervals from my lips increased to a near high-pitched explosion as he fucked me into my next orgasm.

When he finished, he did just as I expected, shifting off me to change positions again. Only this time, I was expecting it and had a plan of my own. My domineering beast wouldn’t like it, but he was just going to have to suck it the hell up.

Well, I’d be the one doing the sucking, but the analogy remained.

He slid from me slowly, the thickness of his shaft catching along my pussy, all the way until he was finally free. As he reached to move me into the next position he wanted, I was already gone, shifting down between his legs to wrap both arms around his thighs. Before he could issue another command from that sexy-as-sin mouth of his, I wrapped my lips around the tip of his cock.

A groan burst from me as I tasted both of us in that first suck. My cum and his pre-cum was a delicious mix of power and spice and desire. Needing more, I drew the tip deeper inside, my mouth stretched to full capacity to take as much as I could.

For the first time in our relationship, Shadow didn’t fight me for dominance, allowing me to taste him in the same manner he’d always tasted me. Probably the dude just really liked getting his dick sucked, but either way, I was enjoying my small scrap of power.

As I got into a rhythm of sucking his knob, stroking his shaft, and cupping his balls, I found my jaw was more flexible than I’d thought. I managed to slide a few more inches along without choking myself out.

At least there was no choking until Shadow laughed darkly, wresting control from me in a heartbeat. He’d been lulling me into a false sense of security, allowing me to think I was in charge, but that had been a mere dream.

He gripped the back of my head and thrust into my mouth, and then he did it again, and I had no choice but to open wide and hold on for dear life as he fucked me. His fire-touched eyes remained locked on me, even as my center throbbed with need. I knew better than to reach down and try to relieve the pressure there.

Of course, all the best intentions disappeared as that need inside me grew, and just as my hand moved down my stomach, Shadow growled. Thankfully, he took pity on my poor horny ass, shifting us enough so that he could lean over and bury his tongue into my aching pussy, all the while never having his dick leave my mouth.

It took less than two strokes in my wet heat before he sucked my clit into his mouth, and I came, groaning around his cock as he fucked my mouth harder than ever. As he drew out my pleasure, Shadow’s body started to vibrate, rumbles emerging from within him, and as his dick swelled, he let out a groan. When the first hot burst of cum hit my mouth, I jerked against him, near drowning in the rush of power that I tasted. Shadow was built of so much strength and energy that I felt myself grow stronger as I swallowed him down.

The taste was weird but not unpleasant, salty and masculine, reminding me of Shadow’s scent. I found myself licking the last drop clean as I ran my hands over his shaft.

Shadow’s tongue didn’t stop swirling across my pussy until we were both done. At this point, I was completely wrecked, barely making a sound as he carried me to his bathroom. We showered together under water that was basically near boiling point. Neither of us was bothered by heat; it actually energized us.

I closed my eyes as I curled against him, wrapping my arms around his neck. I didn’t need to hold on tight, though, because he never took his hands off me. Like he was afraid if he let go, I’d disappear again. Even when he left me to dry off, and then brush my teeth, the door between us remained open. It was the sort of closeness we’d never experienced. A real “mate” moment that I was struggling to process, even as much as I loved it.

When I stepped out of his wardrobe, wearing one of his shirts, flames burned in his eyes. In an instant, the shirt was incinerated, leaving me naked, blinking like an idiot. “Uh, was there something wrong with that shirt?”

He took two steps across the room, and before I could ask him another question, I was in his arms. “You sleep naked with me, Sunshine,” he said, his voice deeper than usual. “I want to feel every inch of your skin pressed to mine. I want your scent and mine together. I want nothing between us.”

My chest squeezed. I’d dreamed of this moment when all barriers would fall away. When we’d somehow find a place where we could exist together, just Shadow and Sunshine. Shadowshine.