Page 16 of Unmasking Her Shadow

My eyes flutter open to look at him, and his fingers curl, sending waves of pleasure to wash over me. Even though I cannot see his eyes, I know he’s looking at me. Truly seeing me. Part of me wishes he would rip the mask off, so I can see who is accepting me for the sinner I am. But the other part doesn’t want to risk the end. What if it’s the same as when Xan took his off? The thrill was slightly there, but the moment he rid himself of the disguise, the excitement and lust were erased instantly as if they had never existed in the first place. And what if I know this person, and it’s someone I despise in reality? It would all be ruined.

“What are you thinking about?”

“How I don’t want this to end,” I whisper.

“You may not have my name yet, but that doesn’t make you any less mine. It will be over when I’m six feet under and the earthworms are eating my corpse.”

He disappears around me, and then his cock is slamming into me again. He’s so hard, even after he just fucked me. Maybe he didn’t get off when I did. His zipper and jeans brush against my skin with each deep thrust, and his fingers dig into my thighs. So many sensations that I cannot focus on a single one, only the warmth swirling in my core. He adds his thumb to my clit, always using the perfect movements and pressure, as if a woman’s body is a maze and he’s memorized all the shortcuts. I thrash, the restraints forcing the orgasm to flow from deep within.

“Fucking beautiful,” Shadow praises. I shudder when he devours my arousal with his tongue. He calls me little wolf and pup, but he’s the one devouring my cunt like a starved beast, my body jerking each time he grazes my sensitive bundle of nerves. I’ve never felt more desired than in this very moment, spread wide open and helpless in front of a stranger consuming me like I’m his last meal. At the end of the night, I still won’t know who is beneath the mask. And somehow I’m okay with that.

I let my legs drop to hang over the table when he removes the ropes from around my thighs. My pussy is throbbing in the most glorious way. There’s zero chance in all of hell that I will ever go back to normal boring sex after this. Shadow is a god, or maybe a devil. Whatever he may be, I want to be his good girl. His only good girl. I require a lot of energy so he can’t go overexerting himself on anyone but this dirty little slut.

I’m calm while he unhooks the chain from my chest and allows me to lift my head. My arms and chest are damp with sweat when he tugs off the straitjacket. I’m butt-ass naked, but I want to see how far I can push him and what he will do. Keep him on his toes and entertained, so he only has time for me. Only wants me. As soon as he steps towards the counter to grab the glass of ice water, I jump off the table and bolt towards the door that is thankfully unlocked.

“Shit,” he barks, his footsteps pounding after me.

The sweat on my chest chills with the breeze, making my nipples harden. A smile tugs on my lips. “Catch me if you can,” I taunt, running faster towards the treeline. This wasn’t my brightest idea ever, but it’s too late to turn back now.

“Little wolf, I will always catch you. But you are naked and going to hurt yourself!” he yells, concern for me making butterflies tickle my stomach.

Darkness envelopes me and sticks jab into the soles of my feet. Ouch, ouch, ouch. I drop to my hands and knees and crawl behind a fallen tree. It’s so much darker than it was the first time I was here. That’s what happens when you are high off mind-blowing sex. You make poor decisions. A briar gets embedded in the palm of my hand as I’m crawling, and a squeak escapes my lips before I seal them shut. His footsteps falter when he hears it. I jump to my feet and take off again, trying to stay in what little moonlight shines through the leaves.

“Stop fucking running!” he demands.

“Make me.”

“RED.”

The word sends me stumbling, and I whip around to gape at him.

“What? You get a safe word, but I don’t?” He chuckles, stalking towards me. “It’s too dark and I cannot see out of this fucking mask. I won’t have you tripping over something and end tonight in the hospital.”

“Then take it off.”

He jerks his head, continuing to prowl towards me, backing me against a tree. The bark is rough against my bare skin. I reach out to touch him, and he snatches my wrists and pins them above me.

“Why can’t I touch you?”

“Not yet.”

“I won’t know who you are if you take your clothes off.”

He chuckles darkly, and my stomach knots. I must know who he is outside of this fantasy land we created, or he is just desperate to remain a shadow…my Shadow.

“Enjoy the thrill of not knowing who is fucking you. You have your mask for the rest of the world. Let me wear mine for you.”

I lean forward and kiss the plastic where his lips should be, and he leans down, resting his forehead against mine. “You don’t know how badly I want to kiss you, but the wait will make our first time that much more epic.”

I can’t help but laugh. “Our first time? You know what I taste like, how my pussy feels wrapped around your cock and fingers, but kissing for the first time will be the epic moment?”

“Yes…because kissing me will be the moment you accept your fate.” He releases my wrists, spins me around, and drops to his knees. “Spread your legs,” he growls. “I caught you, now I get to claim my prize.”

“You didn’t catch me. You cheated. ”

He ignores my argument, spreading my cheeks and diving between my legs. The devil mask is gone, but the texture of his extra layer of identity protection rubs against my skin. Self-conscious thoughts that normally plague me when someone’s face is this close to my asshole are not there with him. Bark embeds itself under my nails and scratches my hands as I attempt to balance and keep myself upright on my shaky legs. He’s fucking me with his tongue, rubbing my clit, and then dips a fingertip into the only part of my body that doesn’t scream sunshine. My hips snap forward and a feral moan rumbles up my throat. My knees buckle and I have to wrap my arms around the tree and hug it for dear life while I ride out my orgasm on his face. A rush of ecstasy zips through my entire body, and it’s at the peak of my climax that I realize I didn’t need to be restrained or forced this time.

I just needed him.