“Never thought chocolate could taste any better,” he murmurs, his voice rumbling against my clit.
My hand slams down on his head as he laps at my clit, the intensity of the sensations overwhelming. His ice-cold tongue assaults my pussy and his heated fingers dive back and forth. My body is vibrating with release, as his wet tongue devours my juices, confused with the warmth inside and the blizzard on the outside. I begin to pant in short breaths as I start to round my hips in a circular motion, trying to grab that release Shadows tongue is causing. He stops for a second, making me wither, and my hand loses contact with his head as he dips from his place. Within seconds, he’s back, and my hands regain their place. I brace myself for the cold attack that is about to happen but it’s no use. As soon as his mouth crashes down on my heated opening, I cry out; it’s so cold it’s borderline painful. I moan loudly as my waves begin to crash hard. When I think I can’t take anymore, Shadow circles his thumb along my clit as his tongue darts in and out, making my orgasm peak. I arch upward and yell with my release, the warmth overpowering the arctic freeze on Shadow’s tongue.
I slam back against the dresser, my body heaving, out of breath.
Shadow unties the blackness, which consumes my vision. His hair is in a just-fucked state and his mouth forms a devilish smirk. He slips his fingers into his mouth, sucking my wetness and chocolate from them.
“My turn,” he smirks. Shadow grabs me by the hips and flips me over so my ass is in the air and my chest is lying on top of the dresser.
He fists my hair and drives his length deep inside me, making me question when he took his clothes off.
He thrusts hard, his cock insatiable and thirsting for my taking. The pleasure begins to build again. Shadow grunts as he snakes his hand around and grabs a hold of my throat lightly, making me moan loudly. The dresser slams against the wall, making me wonder just how much more it can take. I look into the mirror and watch Shadow—his eyes are looking down at his length slamming in and out of me relentlessly, his mouth parted slightly with eyes hooded. He speeds his hips up as he begins to pulse inside of me. He growls and pulls out then flips me over and sprays his semen all over my stomach and chest. Little jolts of white beads smack against my skin, claiming my stomach. He takes his hand and rubs it around on my skin.
“Mine,” he declares as he rubs his hand in circles over me and the baby, laying claim to his property.
A knock comes at the door, making me hightail it to the bathroom. Shadow cups his junk quickly as the door flings open.
“Ahhh, fuck, man!” Bobby hollers, shielding his eyes. I peek my head around the doorframe of the bathroom and see Bobby holding his hand in front of his eyes.
“What the hell do you want?” Shadow asks.
“We got a problem with Cherry,” Bobby responds, looking away from Shadow.
“I’ll be there in a second,” Shadow says. Bobby pulls the door shut, cursing under his breath.
“Do you think she’s okay?” I question, walking into the room.
“I don’t know. She refused to show up when she was asked to get her ass here,” Shadow explains, pulling on his jeans, no briefs. Shadow without underwear is something no woman could get used to.
“I’m coming,” I tell him, grabbing my shirt off the floor.
I find my clothes and slip them on quickly, not caring about sticky chocolate between my legs or the fact I have Shadow smeared all over my lower half.
We walk down the hall and see Vera and Molly patting Cherry on the back.
“Cherry?” I whisper, stepping up to the barstool she is sitting on.
She looks up at me and I notice mascara smeared across her face, her greyish-green eyes red from crying.
“Oh, Dani, it was horrible,” she sobs.
“What happened?” I ask as she slams her head into my chest.
“I was almost killed. A car chased me,” she exclaims hysterically. “I ran into a store and hid there until they left.” Her words are so loud I can barely understand her.
I rub the back of her head in support—I can relate. There is no fear like running from a vehicle, looking over your shoulder and knowing it can end your life as you know it any second.
“Church, now,” my dad commands, pointing toward the Chapel doors.
SHADOW
“This is the third ol’ lady who’s been attacked,” Bull says, lighting a cigarette.
“The attacks are speeding up,” Old Guy points out.
“I think we need to get on this and quick,” I snap, my fingers itching to kill the man who hurt Dani and killed Babs.
“I agree, but we retaliate smart,” Bobby says, eyeing me. He knows I would love to go in there guns blazing, and if it is Augustus, he is protected heavily so we need to be careful.
Bull’s phone begins to ring as the boys talk strategy. I can’t help but notice the look of shock on his face when he looks at whose calling.
“Quiet, boys,” he demands as he clicks a button and lays his phone on the table.