Page 94 of When Darkness Calls

“Shadow! What’re you–”

Cast in the harsh shadows, he lifts his mask over his chin, revealing the outline of a devilish smirk on his lips just as his fingers dip into his mouth. His groan is just as deep as the animalistic growl. It sounds wounded, weakened. As if his enjoyment is as much as punishment.

“Fuuuck me,” he whimpers. His hands grab my leg, wrenching it over his shoulder as he lowers himself to my center.

“No, wait. No, you don’t–”

Thwack!

“Shut up, Dani. I said I’m not fucking done with you, this delicious fucking cunt, and the sexy fucking sounds you make. Be the good little slut I know you are and let me taste you.”

twenty-eight

Grayson

Holy shit. Oh, my fuck. Holy fucking shit.

I never thought—

Never dreamed—

It’s happening.

Fuck me. She looks like a goddamn dream glowing in the moonlight shining through her balcony door. Hair spread around her beautiful face, hazel eyes glassy and hazed looking at me like I’m a god. Her tits bounce with every labored breath rising her chest. She so flushed, the pink hue coloring her gorgeous body like the most priceless painting in the world. I could stare at her like this for hours, days, years.

I want to touch and kiss every inch of her. All her little imperfections that make her her. That has made Dani into who she is. This glorious creature I do not deserve.

And fuck. The way she tastes. The way she smells.

Sweet and spicy unlike anything else I have experienced. Exactly like her.

It’s not the most comfortable feeling in the world, but my lips trace the dip in her hip under my mask. I have pulled it back just enough so that she can’t see it’s me. I don’t think she’s seen my lip ring, and she’s just lost enough in her lust, I don’t think she’s noticed how it feels. That or the mask is actually helping disguise it.

I don’t like her not knowing it’s me. I don’t like this uneasiness I feel in my chest every time I lie to her about who I am. But what am I supposed to do? Not only do I know she’d cut my balls off for it being me, but we swore not to tell anyone who we are. We can’t let anyone get hurt because of what we’re doing. We’ve made enough enemies so far; the list of possible suspects wouldn’t be few and far between.

“Shadow,” she whispers above me. Her voice has gone husky, and the sound alone has my cock weeping. Forget hard. I’m two seconds from coming in my jeans at this point. One touch from her and it’s fucking over for me.

My phone rings.

Her head snaps toward my hoodie where my phone is wailing in its high-pitched tone.

“Fuck,” I mumble rising from my position between her thighs. The sight of her splayed before me nearly kills me. I groan, scrubbing a hand down my face.

“Hang on.”

I jerk my hoodie off the chair, the front pocket snagging on the arm. A sharp rip echoes through the room making me growl. My hand wraps around my phone and I bring it to my ear harshly.

“This better be fucking good,” I hiss.

“Got a tip. Need to be down by the warehouse in twenty. Nick and Keegan already have him.”

“What about my job?” I glance at Dani who’s sitting up, looking at me with concern.

“I got it taken care of. Nick can pick you up—”

“No need. I’ll be there.”

“Be quick. And tell Dani to be ready. Liz will be there in ten.” The line goes dead. And my heart dies too.