Page 16 of Endless
He let out a long “Mmmm,” in reply, and only then loosened his hold enough to let me rock against his face and hands. It was the smallest tilting of my hips that he allowed, but it was enough. It allowed me to grind my clit into his firm fingers, a sigh escaping me at the much-needed pressure.
My rocking motions must have done favorable things to my ass, because his face pulled away and he slapped and grabbed at my flesh with hungry growls. I felt the sharp bite of teeth on my left cheek and gasped, only to hear his soft rumble of laughter and then a light caress and kiss to soothe the pain away.
“What do you want, lover?” Shadow’s mouth was so close to my needy pussy, I could still feel the vibrations of his voice and shivered.
“I want you,” I whined, still grinding into his solid fingers against my clit. “I need you.”
A soft hum of approval left his mouth and then the pressure of a long, tongue-filled kiss between my legs nearly had me full-on collapsing down to the bed.
“You’re so close. So beautiful.” He was practically whispering to himself, taking long licks, sucks, and kisses of me between each statement. “Delicious. So perfect.”
“Shadow,” I pleaded, near tears. My fingers curled painfully around the bed sheet, every muscle so wound up and tight and desperate for release.
“Make yourself come. I’m not stopping you.”
Oh, that smug bastard. If I could move any more, I’d back up and smother him in this pussy he liked to eat so much.
“I need more,” I begged. “I need you to…to…”
“Yes?” He prompted with another playful bite on my ass cheek. “What do you need?”
“I need you to fuck me.”
“Before you come? Absolutely not.”
A frustrated groan dragged out of my chest and I brought my face and chest down to the bed, my arms already too fatigued to stay upright from all this work.
Shadow chuckled, shifting his hold around me to smooth a hand up my spine. Kisses rained down on my lower back, but I was paying attention to his other hand delving between my legs.
“My beautiful wife,” Shadow purred, the weight of his entire hand massaging my clit in earnest now. “You’ve given me everything.”
He really took it seriously when I said a woman’s mind was the key to her pleasure. Every word hit me with such emotional intensity that translated instantly to more pleasure in my body. Especially because I knew how much he meant it.
My orgasm swept over me like a tidal wave, amplified by the pleased groan from Shadow as he watched me. His sure, confident hand carried me through the crest and the fall. The kisses and whispered praise on my skin were the cherries on top.
His hand fell away while I sucked in ragged breaths of air, my pulse thick and thrumming in every sensitive point. Then his warm hand returned to my back, and his silky, blunt head spread apart my tender flesh.
“Yes.” My spine bowed into a deep arch, hips pressing back to receive him. I looked over my shoulder to see that he’d gotten completely undressed. “Fuck, you’re so hot.”
The early afternoon light brought a soft, even quality to his skin. No harsh shadows to accentuate his scars or the carved depth of his muscles. He still looked huge and powerfully built, but seeing him in daylight like this illustrated who he was. He hadn’t been an assassin, a killer in the shadows, for years. He was my husband and a devoted dad who cherished his family.
Shadow looked up from where we joined, smiling shyly at my astute observation, but there was a roguish smirk in that handsome face too. “You are,” he retorted, a blush creeping up his neck.
He pressed forward slowly, making short thrusts to coat himself with my wetness and acclimate me to his size. Even just that had me breathless and babbling, he was sothick. So kind and loving, with just enough dominance to make me want to quiver and melt.
Another wave of emotion had me pressing up to kneeling, leaning back until my head touched his shoulder and my back grazed his chest. Immediately, I was taken back to that service center where I’d traveled across the continent to find him. We’d been in a position much like this after he’d accepted that I’d love him no matter what and agreed to return home with me.
Shadow immediately cupped my face with a gentle hand, bringing my gaze to his. “You okay, lover?”
“Yes.” I stroked my fingers through his beard, all the joy and elation of having this man’s love swirling madly in my chest. “I just love you, that’s all.”
“I love you.” He kissed me so tenderly, thumb stroking over my cheekbone, that it kicked up the swarm of emotions in my chest like a hornet’s nest. We stayed like that, kissing and touching each other’s faces like our very first time. I didn’t even realize a small happy tear had leaked out of my eye until Shadow wiped it away. “Do you want to keep going?” he asked softly. “Or stop?”
I absolutely wanted to keep going, but I heard the backyard slider open and close before I could answer. Footsteps started clamoring up the stairs, too heavy to be either of the kids, but I still grabbed for the bed sheet to cover up.
Shadow and I froze at the sight of Reaper, pausing wide-eyed in the bedroom doorway before a slow, knowing smile pulled across his face. “Am I interrupting anything?”
“No, but,” I clutched the sheet to my chest, “are the kids coming inside?”
