The Scars That Define Us (The Devil's Dust #2)

I grab her by the hips and unbutton her shorts, pushing them and her panties to her ankles, our actions hurried with anticipation. I wanted to go slower and take my time when I took Dani, but having her beneath me I can’t help the urge to be inside her. She pushes my jeans and briefs down in a rush. I kick my boots off and pull my jeans the rest of the way free, my eyes never leaving her gorgeous body. She pulls her panties and shorts tangled around her ankles off, and like a fire needing the heat, her body smashes into mine, her lips kissing me everywhere they land. She grabs the hem of my shirt and pulls it up and I lift my arms, helping her take it off. I grasp her shirt roughly and pull it off her not so gently, not being able to wait any longer. I lay a hand on her back and gently lay her back on the grass as she spreads her legs, inviting me in. Without a second thought, I plunge my more-than-ready cock deep inside her. She arches her back and moans loudly with pleasure, our bodies finally connecting, giving us a high we have both longed for. My head falls back at the wet warmth, which surrounds my hardness. I’ve missed her. I’ve missed this. No woman could ever compare to Dani; she is it for me.

I begin to thrust myself into her slowly, wanting to savor everything she has to offer. I sit up and place my hands on her knees, looking down at the girl who has me changing in ways I don’t even understand. I’ve never understood forgiveness, never cared if someone trusted me, never needed to, until her.

Her green eyes open with lust and they’re captivating, reminding me why I fell for her in the first place.

I lower myself down, place my forearms beside her head, and begin kissing her. She drags her nails across my back as she deepens the kiss, her tongue gliding against mine.

“I’ve missed you, Shadow,” she whispers into my mouth.

Feeling my balls tightening from the pleasure, I pick up the pace, lowering my hand and grabbing the back of her thigh, pulling her onto me more. I go from slow to urgent, slamming into her, her perky breasts bouncing out of her black bra from the urgent thrusts. She arches her back and starts moaning, the walls of her pussy clenching my cock. Her mouth opens, and closes as she gasps for air when the peak of her orgasm begins to surface.

Not wanting to, I pull out, depriving her of what she needs to fall over the edge. I’m not fully satisfied that she knows she is mine, and I won’t continue until I’m convinced.

She snaps her head upright, pissed off, she pulls herself onto her elbows and scowls at me.

“What the hell?” she growls, irritated and out of breath.

“Who do you belong to, Dani?” I grab her by the hair roughly and pull her face close to mine.

She looks at me shocked, her eyes wide and mouth parted.

“Who do you belong to?” I repeat, clenching my hand in her hair harder.

“You,” she whimpers.

“This,” I grab her wetness with my hand and slip two fingers in, making her moan. “Who does it belong to?” I ask, sliding my fingers in and out.

“Oh, God,” she whispers loudly, throwing her head back in ecstasy. I stop and wait for her reply. “You,” she says, trying to ride my hand.

“That’s right,” I agree, pulling my finger from her and slamming my cock back in its place, the contact making her moan, it’s the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard.

She wraps her legs around my hips and meets my thrusts with her own, the tightening in my balls returning as I continue to slide in and out of her.

“I’ve always loved you,” she moans, her voice soft with pleasure. I feel her walls squeeze my dick like a vise as her light moan heightens to a full-out animalistic growl. With that, my knees begin to tremble as my balls tug and I come. I come so fucking hard. I feel like my dick may explode. I growl at the empowering feeling of release and collapse onto her chest, our bodies heaving from the exertion and emotional rollercoaster we put each other on.

I lift myself from her body and roll over onto the dead grass.

We lay there out of breath, staring at the blue sky and passing clouds, when my phone rings.

“Shit.” I dart up, looking for my jeans. I find them inside out and thrust my hand into the pocket to pull out my phone.

“What’s up?” I question, trying to steady my breathing.

“It’s Babs,” Bull says.

“What about her?” I ask a little irritated at his vagueness.

“She’s in the hospital.” I look at Dani who senses something is wrong by the look on her face.

“What happened?” I question, still looking at Dani.

“Hit and run. Get your ass to the club, now,” he commands before hanging up.


Dani

The ride to the clubhouse is quick and hurried. I can feel the tension building in Shadow’s arms the closer we get. Apparently, Babs is in the hospital from a hit and run. I can’t believe it; this world is turning to crap. Shadow reaches back and places his hand on my leg, claiming me as his. I can’t help the smile which runs across my face. Feeling this connection once again with Shadow is the best Heaven Hell has to offer.

We pull into the club and hop off the bike. Looking around, I notice a lot of bikes and cars all parked randomly across the yard.

“Let’s get in there,” Shadow says, pushing me by the small of my back.

Walking in the club’s doors, I spot the girls by the bar. I notice Cherry crying and sniffling on a bar stool as Vera sits on the other side, smoking a cigarette. Vera’s not crying but you can sense her unease by the look on her face. She has this scowl that narrows her whole face downward.

“I’ll be out in a bit,” Shadow states, giving my butt cheek a slap as he kisses me passionately, not caring the whole club sees his display of affection. I hate how I feel on cloud nine as a terrible situation is unfolding in front of us.

“Looks like you and lover boy are back to good graces,” Vera smarts as she blows cigarette smoke into the air.