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“I see,” I replied, staring at his silhouette by the window, the bright moonlight illuminating the room in a pale blue glow. “Do you feel anything between us Shadow? Do you have strong feelings for me?”

Shadow nodded. “Of course I do.”

“Will you protect me?” I replied.

“You know I will.”

I rose slowly from the hospital bed, stripping away the covers, and made my way towards him. My hands found his and they intertwined.

“I love you Shadow,” I said. “I need to be with you. It’s what’s keeping me alive right now.”

He nodded.

“I’m just so sorry about Abraham,” I said, tearing up again.

“It’s not your fault,” Shadow said. “I’ll find the White Crow and the person responsible for hiring them, and I will obliterate them.”

“I’m tired,” I said, suddenly feeling sleep overtake me.

“I’ll take you home,” Shadow said.

“They won’t let me leave the hospital.”

“They can and they will,” Shadow said. “I’ll make sure of it.”

I felt Shadow lift me up into his arms, carrying me as if I were as light as a pillow.

“Can you take me back to your place?” I asked. “I don’t feel like sleeping alone tonight.”

He nodded, and like the fictional hero from a movie, he whisked me away for the hospital, stealing me from the clutches of the day’s horrific events.

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Chapter Twenty-Three

I always thought sex was more intense and gratifying when emotions were running high. With my ex-boyfriend, it was after we had our all-too-frequent fights. A lot of times, the issues we fought over were never resolved, and instead we’d both dive headfirst into mind numbering dirty talking sex.

Tonight, as Shadow lay me on the bed—his lips caressing every inch of my body—I was experiencing another type of raw emotion: Sadness.

While wrapped in his arms, I wanted to forget about the attempt on my life and the bullet that brutally killed Abraham.

In some ways, I thought Shadow needed a temporary escape as well, and he had chosen my body to provide it.

His lips found my hard nipples and I let out a sigh as I ran my hands through his soft, dark hair. Shadow’s hands found the warmth of my sex which longed for his smooth touch.

After he pleasured me with his delicate fingers while suckling my breasts, he turned me over, his lips finding the nape of my neck and working its way down the length of my spine.

Instinctively I got on my knees, grabbed the headboard of his king-sized bed with both hands, and arched my back, readying myself to receive him.

His strong hands found the curves of my ass and I practically screamed with delight when his full length slipped inside of me. His hands moved up to my waist as he held me firmly, his raw power exuberating from his touch.

Shadow’s thrusts were slow at first, sheathing his full length inside of me. I continued to groan and found myself sliding back and forth in a steady rhythm, countering his thrusts with a rhythm of my own.

Our physical union intensified as he began pumping faster—the feeling of euphoria so intense that I had to grip the headboard of the bed, slamming it repeatedly into the wall with every thrust of his.

“Fuck me Shadow,” I moaned. I closed my eyes as his hard flesh satisfied me in every conceivable way.

I felt him tug gently on the back of my hair and that drove me wild. He was displaying his dominance and I allowed him to. I straightened my body out even more so he could fill every inch of me. I felt the tip of his manhood push against my G-spot and it wasn’t long before a mind-bending orgasm seized my entire body—my muscles down below clenching tightly around his length.

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