Page 58 of A Wild Darkness

I rest my chin on his shoulder and nod one more time. Then, he aligns his cock between my legs. My stomach lurches when I feel his tip touch the outside of my pussy, then carefully he slides inside, rushing me with adrenaline.

“Oh my g—” I gasp.

He moves with slow, purposeful thrusts in and out at first. It’s intoxicating, and for a moment, I forget where we are, but when my eyelids crack open and I spot the serial killers across the room staring intently at the show they’re getting, I stiffen again.

A comforting hand returns to cup my cheek, moving my sight away from the scene in front of me. “Eyes on me.” Sebastian’s flared irises capture mine while his hips thrust in and out of me. “It’s you and me, remember.”

“O-okay.” I barely recognize my voice as it comes out shaky.

A single dark hair falls over his left eyebrow. Sebastian’s focus pins me, and I can’t look away. His body rolls into mine again and again as his hard length picks up pace, forcing me to feel every groove and divot of him.

His muscles tense. “You’re doing so good.”

The backs of my eyes sting with tears from the unexpected sweetness of how intimate he’s made this moment under the unnerving circumstances. I find myself not wanting it to end. And to my surprise, I feel my own climax building.

Sebastian continues to move his hips at a faster pace, causing my clit to tingle. My thighs clench, craving the friction and tightening around him.

“Damn,” I grit out through my teeth. I can’t let these men see me experience something this intimate because I’m rarely fully satisfied during sex, so having to hold myself back was not something I considered. But now I find myself trying to stop one from coming.

“It’s okay, let it come.” He kisses the tip of my nose. My insides liquefy at his reassurance—and with that, I let myself feel the orgasm crash into me.

Goddammit, I’m coming. My heart beats faster. My breath quickens.

“Fuck,” Sebastian groans as his thrusts become erratic and uncontrolled. He leans in and brings his lips to mine once again. They’re powerful and hungry.

It only takes a few more thrusts before his body stills, but his breathing quickens. Then I feel the warmth of his cum coating the walls of my cunt. At the same time, my orgasm takes over, and my insides clench tightly around him.

“Are you all right?” He wipes the sticky hair away from my eyes.

The fog of passion dissipates, and the realization of what we did hits me like a freight train.

Sebastian and I had sex.

Oh my god. “Yeah, I’m fine,” I manage to say.

Embarrassed, I immediately wriggle out of his arms and yank my skirt down. Standing on unstable legs, I glance over his shoulder, expecting to see seven sets of peering eyes, but I don’t.

“Sebastian,” I whisper, unable to break my stare at the empty chairs and half-filled wineglasses that scatter the table.

He keeps his back turned away until he’s tucked himself back into his pants. “Yeah?”

“They’re gone.”

Sebastian whips around, his eyes wide when he sees we’re alone. “Where’d they go?”

“I don’t know.” But before my statement leaves my breath, a woman with blonde hair that’s slicked back into a tight bun and a skirt suit steps out from behind a wooden door. “The members have left for the night. Silas requested I extend his appreciation for the show, and that he would be in contact about the next event soon. Welcome to the Black Veil Society.”

We’re in?

Sebastian squares his shoulders. “So, that’s it?”

“Yes,” she says, gesturing down the hall toward the direction we came in. “I will walk you and Ms. Annabel Lee out.”

“Where’s my gun?” he demands.

“You will get it as you leave the premises,” she says.

Sebastian’s eyes bounce between me and the door, confusion clear in his sharp features. I can tell he wants to ask more questions, or maybe express anger at the lack of details, but he doesn’t.