Page 107 of When Darkness Calls

I nod, taking a deep breath to calm the energy bubbling inside me. My hands trail down his thigh, my fingers gently touching his cock through his jeans.

He’s so fucking hard, and hot. Heat radiates off of him.

I lean forward with shaky breaths, placing a kiss on the outline of his length. He sucks in air through his teeth. “Good girl.”

My tongue runs along his shaft. I can feel a wet spot on his jeans, it’s salty, tangy. My pussy aches at the taste of him. I whine.

“Aw, what’s wrong, baby?” Shadow murmurs, the words dripping with condescension, mocking my need, and barely hiding his own restraint.

“More,” I mumble, rubbing my cheek against his thigh. His hand tightens a fraction, and he tilts my face up.

“What did you say?”

“More. More,” I mumble again, licking at the swollen head of his cock over the fabric. My lips wrap around the wet spot on his jeans, and I suck.

He groans, cursing.

“I want to taste you, Shadow. Please.” The button on his jeans is smooth against my fingertips. I can feel the waist sitting against the tense muscle low on his stomach. His skin is so fucking warm.

I wonder if he’s got tattoos. Suddenly the image of Grayson standing outside my door with Cade, sweat pouring down his chest and stomach, flits through my mind.

How he’d look at me if he was standing before me, with his shorts slung low on his hips, the spider I know curving his hip staring back at me.

Shadow’s thumb rubs along my cheek.

“Let me hear what pretty noises you make choking on my cock, sweet girl.”

His words send me into a frenzy. My nails scratch at his hips as I hurriedly unbutton his jeans, tearing them down his thighs with his boxers.

He laughs darkly, pushing me back against the wall again. The hand in my hair is forceful keeping me in place, while his other hand wraps around my throat, squeezing.

“Three taps, Dani. Don’t forget it.” And he plunges forward.

My eyes widened at the feeling of him sinking deeper down my throat. My face burns from the sounds I make, but the throbbing ache between my thighs makes me forget about feeling shy.

He groans and grunts from above me and they only heighten my arousal. I feel so fucking used, and vulnerable, and goddamn is it fucking amazing. I’m breaking him apart. The stoic guardian is coming apart at the seams from the pleasure I give him. His hand around my throat should scare me. It should have me feeling panicked as his cock pushes down my throat cutting off my air two ways, but being lightheaded has me feeling giddy. My pulse racing, wetness soaking through my panties, and my eyes cast upward searching for him in the dark are the only things I want right now.

Shadow groans, pulling out of my mouth, and I whine.

“Stand up, sweet girl,” He coos, running his hand down my hair.

My legs are trembling as I stand leaning against the wall. I’m barely steady on my feet before he turns me, facing the wall.

It’s cool, rough against my forehead. I turn, peering over my shoulder, pressing my reddened cheek against the gritty wall.

My hips push out searching for the feeling of his warmth. His hand caresses my hips, squeezing my thighs as he flips up my skirt, sliding the tips of his fingers between them.

“Shadow,” I whimper. “Fuck me, please.”

I reached for him, but he grabs my arm, pushing it against my lower back.

“Do you remember what I said the other day, sweet girl?” He breathes right against the side of my neck sending a shiver down my spine. I shake my head and he chuckles.

“The first time I sink my cock into your sweet little pussy you’re going to know who you’re letting inside you.”

“But I know you—”

His palm coming down on my ass in a sharp smack cuts me off.