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But they have nothing to do with Phantom as a male but everything to do with the circumstances. The circumstances are tricky and sneaky like a labyrinth full of stinging nettles. I don’t want to sting myself and I don’t want to sting Phantom once he finds out who I really am.
I dread being pushed out into the cold again. With Phantom I have a home. A sanctuary.
It’ll hurt leaving that, like ripping off a band-aid too fast and too violently. Dragging a deep breath, I lean my head back and scrub shampoo into my hair. Closing my eyes, I imagine Phantom being in here with me, his hands exploring me slowly and then so fast I’d get all dizzy.
A sigh escapes me at the fantasy and I open my eyes, gasping in surprise when I see Phantom leaning against the closed door. There’s steam everywhere and I blink to be able to see clearly.
“P...Phantom,” I stutter, flushing when he takes me in with so much power he seems to be afraid I’ll just dissolve and turn one with the condensation. Snatching the yellow loofah he bought me, I place it before my private area and he lets out a growl.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“C...covering myself.”
A muscle ticks in his jaw. “I see. Now uncover for me.”
Dropping the loofah, I stare at him beneath my lashes and I wonder if he’s going to...yes, I think he will. Yanking the t-shirt off his back, he pulls down his pants and boxers and the gasp I let out is forceful enough to rock me back on my heels.
“Remember when I told you I’d ask you for services you may not be prepared to give?” he says. I nod and his eyes darken as he prowls forward. “This is me asking.”
This is him demanding it too.
“You’re not coming in with that t...thing,” I pant, putting my hand over my mouth and Phantom’s eyes flash. That thing won’t fit. It needs its own place, its own country, army and government and I wonder how he ever was able to push it down his pants.
“It wants you, angel,” he grunts, gripping himself. “See how wet the tip is? That’s all for you, baby. All ready to be absorbed by you.”
I gulp, shivering despite the heat when he pulls the shower doors aside and steps in. He groans my name, his eyes deepening and he pushes my hair over my shoulder. Breathing’s getting increasingly difficult and I put my palms against his chest.
“Why do you look at me like that?” I whisper and his brows knot over his eyes. “Like you’ll never fly again if you lose me.”
“Because I won’t.” He kisses my temple and the tender gesture reminds me of who he really is and I feel myself go soft. “You’re my wings, baby. Without you I’ll just keep on falling.”
Whimpering, I cup his neck. “Phantom...”
Grunting, he attacks my mouth with his and our teeth clash. I groan from the impact, yanking at his hair that’s turning dark from the water and I feel him everywhere. He’s sipping into me the way water sips into whatever’s thirsty for it.
And I’ve been so very thirsty...
But Phantom...he’s parched and the ferocity in him nearly makes me blackout and burst into tears. His tongue licks in my mouth with the ferocity of a weapon. He’s lethal with his kisses and I can’t duck and cover, all I can do is take it.
Our hot, wet bodies grind, the friction of the water causing his muscles to slide against my softness and its silk against sandpaper. He’s rough and I’m not, he’s big and I’m small but together we fit like two sides of the same coin.
I pant, searching for his shaft and he lets out the sound of a male in heat. “Yours,” he growls, rubbing himself into my palm until my cheeks heat and my heart tries shattering in pieces. “All yours.”
Petting him, I watch his eyes and he doesn’t blink, his gaze tracing over my features and he licks my mouth like he’s licking juices of strawberries. He’s growing heavier and harder in my hand, thrusting and his hand clenches before he slams it into the wall and I gasp in shock.
“Dammit angel, you’re making my head spin. Can barely stand straight...” He sways and I let out a choked cry before sinking to my knees and facing the biggest baddest bat I’ve ever seen. It’s surreal, sculpted almost and I shiver in front of it.
“Kiss the tip, baby,” Phantom urges, gripping the base to make sure it’s perfectly close to my mouth and I kiss the tip with veneration before whispering,
“You taste so good.” And I pop my mouth open and pull him in. Groaning, I whimper when my eyes roll back in my head. He doesn’t even fit and I struggle but he still praises me, his shaft rippling in my throat like a rocket that’s forced to hold back but all it wants is burst through the sky and into the universe.
I move up and down, bobbing my head until I gag over and over and the gurgling sound my throat makes, causes Phantom to growl with pleasure. I’m doing things I shouldn’t, things that are forbidden but I can’t stop.
It’s like my body’s glued to Phantom’s. It needs him with a ferocity it’s never had for anyone else. Like this it feels like nothing can break us apart. Not even an inappropriate secret. Crying out, I sob when Phantom explodes in my mouth, his one hand holding onto the wall, his other cradling the back of my head so I won’t hurt when it smacks against the tiles.
“Fuck...,” Phantom growls between his teeth, “fuck, babe fuck...”
He can’t stop. Coming and coming until my whole body goes light and it feels like I’m fading into nothingness. I can't feel my limbs anymore and I have no idea what’s going on until I become aware of a mouth between my legs.
