Page 19 of Where Demons Hide


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I bring my mouth to her neck and taste her, first with my tongue, then with my teeth. She likes when I bite, and I love tasting her.

“Please, Callisto.” She grinds her pretty little pussy against me again.

I also love when she begs. There’s nothing in the world I wouldn’t do for her. All she has to do is say that fucking word.

I wrap her hair around my fist and bring my mouth to her ear. “It’s time for me to show you I’m a man of my word.” And then I grab her ass and stand up, lifting us both off the couch, and carry her to the bedroom.

“Hold on to the bed.” I flip her over onto her stomach, bending her at the waist with my hand between her shoulder blades, pinning her down. I groan at the sight of her perfect ass in the air.Jesus.

I lean over, grabbing a pillow with my free hand and dropping it down on the bed by her head. “Bite this if you have to.” I picture it—hands clenched in sheets, biting the pillow to muffle her screams—fuuuuuck.

I rub the palm of my hand over her ass cheek, then between her thighs to her slick little cunt, working her clit. Then, I palm her ass again, giving it a good smack. Her skin is so soft, so supple. She squeals as her fingers grip the comforter.That’s my girl.My dick throbs at the sight of the blood coming to the surface of her skin where my handprint is.

“Do you have any idea what I want to do to you?” The last thing I want to do right now is hurt her, and theonlything I want to do right now is hurt her. Christ, I’m fucked up.

She angles her head, looking back at me over her shoulder. “Show me.”

Show me.Two words. My undoing.

I take my cock in my hand and guide it along her ass crack. She shudders, a whine leaving her lips. Fuck. That whine. With my other hand, I reach between her legs and spread her pussy lips wide with my two fingers. Slowly, using every bit of control inside of me, I rub myself against her pink slit.

“You want that?”

She nods.

I push the head inside, licking my lips as I watch myself spread her open. “How about that?” Another nod. Another whimper. She pushes her ass, trying to fuck me back, and I snap. All the anxiety of my hell of a morning comes out in one thrust. Then two. Three. Even if I wanted to go slow, I couldn’t. She feels too fucking good.

Her perfect little ass ripples every time my hips slam into it. Her hands paw at the comforter, trying to get a grip. She lets out the sexiest fucking pants and grunts every time I knock the bottom out.

“Let go, angel,” I grit out through clenched teeth. And then I wrap her hair around my fist and yank her head back. My other hand grips her hip, holding her steady while I drive… into…her.

“Oh God…I’m…” Her pussy clenches around me, milking my cock as she lets out this sound, this fucking high-pitched “Nnnnnnn” that immediately has my balls throbbing. That sound, it belongs to me. Every whimper, every moan, every jagged breath—mine.

I loosen my grip in her hair, then run my hand down her spine, slowing my thrusts. Staying deep. Breathing fast. Her body goes limp beneath me, and I know she is completely sated, so I pull out, stroking my cock from base to tip. It’s soaked. She’s everywhere. Her scent is in the air. Her cum is all over my dick, all over my hand.Time to return the favor, baby.And with a low guttural growl, I come all over the bright red handprint still on her ass.

14

Makenna

I’m not sure how long we’ve been asleep when I’m awakened by the feeling of Callisto darting out of bed and around to my side.

“What happened? Why are you—”

He quiets me, placing a hand over my mouth and a single finger to his lips. I start to sit up but quickly decide not to when I hear movement in the hallway. There’s no mistaking the sound because we fell asleep with the bedroom door open. Someone’s here. Someone’s in my house. All the fear I’ve spent the last several weeks keeping tightly wrapped up slams into me. My entire body shivers, panic rising as my mind races.How? Why? Who?

Callisto stands next to the door of my bedroom, his back against the wall, intently focused on the hall. I move to get out of bed and the mattress creaks, earning me a silent glare from him.

Someone giggles in the hallway, and I immediately breathe a sigh of relief.Brynn.Of course. She knows my code. She used it a dozen times before when I would retreat into my sadness and shut the world out.

Brynn and Ryleigh turn the corner just as Callisto brings the gun he pulled out of thin air to his chest. I saw it earlier, but in my lust-filled haze, must have forgotten it. He extends his arm, pointing the weapon at Brynn’s temple.

Her hands fly up in the air. “Jesus Christ!”

I jolt out of bed and grab her arm, jerking her away from the line of fire. “Cal, it’s okay. It’s just Brynn.”

Brynn drops her hands, both of our chests heaving. “What the fuck, Maks? You didn’t tell me you’re dating John Wick.”

He lowers the gun and clenches his jaw as Ryleigh eases her way past him into my bedroom. I step away from Brynn, heart thundering, unable to speak.

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