“Loving someone has always gotten them killed. It’s better I never love anything but the darkness around me.”
She grabbed my face and forced me to look into her eyes. She had tears flowing down her cheeks in synchronization with my own. We were equal and yet the utter opposite. Somehow, I couldn’t imagine fitting so perfectly with anyone else.
“I should never have tried to have a normal life. I should have stayed in the shadows and left my daughter alone. She was killed for simply being mine.”
My voice broke. The finality of those words was so potent that it ripped a piece of my soul free to say them out loud.
Fallon wiped my cheek with her thumb. “When you hide behind a mask all the time, you will lose sight of who’s truly behind it.”
I could hear those words spoken by both of the women in my life I had ever loved. Ariah all those years ago and now by Fallon.
I brushed my hand over her cheek, and she felt soft and unguarded. I caught her gaze and kissed her. I put every fucking breath I had into that kiss. She returned it, meeting my desperate, fevered pants.
“Pharaoh,” she moaned.
Pulling her on top of my lap, I lifted both of us from the ground, walking her to the adjoining bathroom of the nursery-style room.
“Yes, baby. Yes. Anything. Yes. It is yours.”
Tears were streaming down both our faces. This was something I had never felt in my entire life. I felt free. For the first time in my entire fucking life. I felt like I was actually free.
“You’ve stripped away every goddamn barrier I have, Little Voyeur,” I said with a ragged breath. “Don’t make me beg you to do the same.”
She followed my gaze and smiled.
Standing against the shower wall, she lifted her arms to me.
Groaning with my absolute need, I tried my best not to shred her shirt as I pulled it off her.
I took my fucking time taking in her beautiful form as she undressed, admiring and falling in love with every curve. She looked embarrassed and kept trying to hide her stomach from me. I growled at her, knocking her hands away and locking them behind her head.
“No,” I told her. “I want to see every fucking inch of you. Don’t hide a single part of yourself from me, please.”
She whimpered, enjoying my slow praise of her body.
“Your breasts are so full that even my hands can’t contain them all.”
She moaned, watching me suck both of her beautiful nipples until they were nice and hard. I bit her neck while dragging my hands down her incredible, soft stomach. Finally, I made my way inside her slick heat.
“Oh fuck, Pharaoh. I-I am going to wake the baby.”
I chuckled and brought my hand, covered in her juices, to her mouth.
“Then why don’t I quiet those sinful lips, Little Voyeur?”
She squeaked when I shoved my fingers in her mouth, pressing her down to her knees.
“That’s my good fucking girl, Fallon. Open up, baby, and suck my cock like I know you can.”
She was such a good listener, stripping me of my clothes and pulling my pants down to my feet.
I watched her in awe as she slipped her tantalizing mouth over my head. Choking on my thickness, she teased her tongue over my piercing.
“God, you sure know how to fucking play with the devil, don’t you?”
Her grin was devious. She sucked my fucking cock like a pro. I felt every suction, the massaging sensation nearly causing me to lose myself multiple times.
“Whoa, baby. If you don’t stop, you’re going to be filled up from both holes.”