Page 45 of Cursed Shadows


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This woman can effortlessly see right through me.

I force my eyes open, but I can’t bring them to reach hers. I’m embarrassed.

Her hand cups my cheek, warming my skin and burning my soul, and I finally find the strength to look into her eyes.

“Are you for real, Creed?” Her voice is low, with no harshness or frustration, but there’s a hint of desperation and helplessness that twists my gut, and I exhale. “Creed,” she breathes, and I realize I dipped my gaze. Fixating on her baby blues, she holds me captive. “Whatever happened yesterday, that was not your fault, and I don’t hold you accountable for any of it.”

My lips twist. I can tell by the steel in her voice that she means what she says, but it still doesn’t ring true in my mind and I hate it.

This time, it’s her turn to sigh as she runs her thumb across my cheek. “It doesn’t really matter what I say right now, does it? You’ve had all night to get lost in that head of yours.” Again, her voice remains soft, revealing more of my vulnerability, yetexposing hers too, and I offer her a weak smile. “Fuck, Creed. All I want to do is tell you three little words. I do, but my mouth doesn’t know how to form them and my head is still refusing. I want to utter them to you so badly, make you see how much I care for you, how little everything else matters.”

She’s definitely trying to send me to the land of the dead and back. If anyone can do it, it’s her. Her strength, her softness, her mere fucking presence… it’s all more than I deserve. I know those exact three words she speaks of. They plague me. Desperate to be screamed in her face with uncontrollable excitement and adoration, but I was so scared that it would push her away, so I kept my lips locked. Now, I finally have the opportunity, and I’ve lost my voice.

My heart races as I lift my hand to her face, mirroring her hold on me as I try to convey with my eyes just how I feel for her. She leans forward, pressing the tip of her nose against mine, and I sigh with comfort at her touch.

“Maybe I could show you,” she whispers, her breath dancing over my lips, and I cock a brow at her in confusion, but she’s already moving.

Her usual oversized tee that falls to mid-thigh disappears, revealing her breasts and pretty pink pussy as she swings her leg over my hips, getting comfortable in my lap. My boxers are the only thing sitting between us and my fingers itch to reach for her, but this is her show and I’m helpless to do anything other than follow her lead.

She pulls the hair tie from her wrist, sweeping all of the loose tendrils back before securing it on top of her head. The movement arches her back, elongating her neck and making my dick stiffen even more between her thighs. I know she can feel it with the way she wiggles slightly back and forth, her baby-blue eyes darkening with desire as she looks down at me.

“Nod if you want this.” Her tongue peeks out, sweeping over her bottom lip before disappearing back into her mouth as if there’s a hint of nerves there. I nod eagerly, needing to put any uncertainty out of her head.

I might have lost my tongue, but my desire for her only grows with every second that I breathe.

Sweeping the palms of my hands over her thighs, I feel the goosebumps rise along her skin. I don’t stop until my hands wrap around her waist, making her tense and gasp at the same time.

What neither of us can say with words, we can say with our bodies instead.

I continue to glide my hands up her sides, loving the way she shivers as I ghost over the side of her breasts. Her hands reach for mine, and in a flash, she has them pinned beside me. She’s closer now. So fucking close. With her nipples dragging across my chest as her nose nudges at mine again.

Her heat is palpable at my cock, and I gulp as I eradicate the final layer between us.

“Fuck,” she groans, making my cock thrust of its own accord toward her.

Gripping her hands tight, I tilt my head and crush my lips to hers.

It’s messy. It’s filled with desire. It’s us.

Angling my hips, I tease her core with my cock, eager to get inside, and she doesn’t let me down as she adjusts her hips, enveloping my dick with her sweet, sweet haven.

She looks deep into my eyes as she sinks farther and farther down my length, making me hiss. The noise only encourages her desires.

She’s intoxicating, claiming every inch of me as she looks into my eyes, caressing my soul. Nothing else matters. Nothing at all. My heart beats for her. Only her.

Her nose brushes against mine again as she continues to claim me, perspiration clinging to my skin as I fight the urge to flip us over and fuck her into the mattress.

“All that matters to me is the four of you,” she murmurs, gaze still fixed on mine as she bounces slowly on my dick. “I want to be here for you. Just like you’re here for me.” I groan, my body tensing at her words in that sultry voice of hers as she melts all of my worries away. “I want you to trust that I’m not going anywhere, just like I trust in you. I want you to find comfort in me; whether that’s grunting swear words, crying in anger, or taking what you need, however you need it. But most of all, I want you to feel safe enough to be yourself with me.”

I see nothing but her big blue eyes.

I hear nothing but the promise in her voice.

I feel nothing but her core, uniting us in every way possible.

“You’re it for me, Creed. I'll take the ups, the downs, and the mundane in between. I want it all with you.”

Fuck.

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