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He lays his whole weight on top of me and I bask in its comfort. We’re a hot sticky mess, but I don’t want to be anywhere else.

“Say it again,” he says and I’m confused.

“Say what again?”

“Call me that name again.”

I feel embarrassed that I let it slip out.

“Shadow. My shadow,” I whisper and a deep rumble from his chest vibrates through me. Like a tiger that's enjoying a belly rub, showing his enjoyment.

“Fuck, I like that,” he says as he rolls off me. I can feel my hole gaping as the cum runs out of it. I already want him back inside me.

Forcing myself with the last bit of energy I have, I turn onto my side to look at him as he lies on his back, skin glistening and his hair stuck to his forehead.

Could we make this work? Could I love an unpredictable psychopath who makes me feel whole and wanted for the first time in my life?

The scariest question of all is, is this real?

CHAPTER 27

NOAH

“Ouch! Fuck!” Chase shouts, waking me from my post coitus nap.

I look over at him, where he’s trying to remove the dried wax with just his fingers.

“You’ll hurt yourself doing it like that.”

“No shit! Luckily I have no hair. How do I get this shit off without ripping off my skin?” he whines.

“Stop complaining. Any oil or massage oil will work. Even petroleum jelly or lotion.”

“So, you’ve done that before?” he asks. This facial expression is new … he’s frowning but also, pouting? Is that jealousy?

“Yeah. It's a popular kink,” I shrug. Fuck, I’m tired.

Chase storms out of the bedroom with the candle, probably to find something to remove the wax with. I’m not sure whether to reassure him or not. If he knew what I’d done for him today, maybe he’d realize that nobody else is an option. I don’t work that way. My dick has always been selective and my mind is obsessive about the things I want.

I can hear him searching around the bathroom, and I get up to follow him, to attempt to make him feel better. He needs someattention after that fucking, it’s never felt that intense before for me, and from the way he drifted away with the fairies after his orgasm, he was just as affected.

I manage to find my way in the dark to the bathroom where Chase stands in front of the counter, going through the cabinet with more aggressiveness than necessary. I mold my body behind his and he stops what he’s doing. I nuzzle into the back of his neck and inhale all that is Chase. My dick is already hard again, nestled in between those bountiful cheeks.

“I don’t fucking think so, Noah. You’re delusional if you think I’m letting you fuck me right now.”

I smile into his neck. Such a little jealous kitten.

“You’re mine, baby, and there’s never going to be anyone else for me. I don’t work like others.” He goes to pull away but I hold him in place, tugging on his hair to rest his head back against mine so he gets the damn message. “Don’t doubt me, Chase. We all have a past. What your fuckhead ex did has nothing to do with me. I don’t appreciate being accused of shit. And I will fuck you, whenever and wherever I want.”

I rub my other hand down his stomach to be met by his rock hard cock, and I laugh.

“You love it when I manhandle you don’t you? Hmm? Like being told what to do, like being my thing to play with, to take my pleasure from.” I bite into his neck, making his hips thrust forward and his cock into my fist. I can feel the wetness of my cum dripping out of his ass as it clings to my thighs with our bodies pressed tightly together.

“Put the candle down, and bend over,” I say and he whimpers, following the instruction without any hesitancy.

I kneel behind him and part his plump cheeks. His hole is so loose still, wet from my juices. He tries to tighten his hole, but it's too lax to close fully. I lick my lips, suddenly parched, then I stiffen my tongue and push it as far into his ass as it will go.Greedily he spreads his legs and leans farther into the counter as I stab his hole repeatedly with my tongue, licking inside his walls.

Tasting myself on his flesh is a level of depravity I forever want to live in. Chase reaches back and grabs my hair tightly, trying to suffocate me between his perfect mounds, and I’m happy to oblige. I suck, I nuzzle, and lick up everything he’s offering me. I reach in between his legs and rub the base of his cock.

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