Page 207 of Shadowman
I’m fizzling with a sudden thrill, peering out into the world beyond these prison walls.
“This is…” Trevel’s baffled, breathy words cut off when I step through the doorway. I’m half out when he grabs me by the wrist. “Wait!”
“Wait?” I grunt. “Are you kidding me?!”
Lightning illuminates the sky, catching my attention.
“Byron…” He slides his fingers through mine, filling me with warmth.
I peek at him, his violet irises much calmer than a moment ago. It’s not placating… But itiselectrifying.
Thunder rumbles.
“You want me, Trevel…?” I whisper. His head cocks as his tongue slides over his bottom lip. “Then you’ll have to catch me first.”
Slipping out of his hold, I’m outside and sprinting in a flash.
Holy shit…
Holyfuckingshit!
Feet pounding the dirt, cold rain hitting my face, my pulse rocks my insides. I can’t believe I’m doing this. I can’t believe I’mout.
I’m fucking outside!
I have no idea where I’m going or what I’m doing, but I can’t deny that just being out here feels incredible. Even if I were to get caught right now, it’d be worth it for five minutes of jogging outside in the elements.
“Byron!” Trevel roars from somewhere behind me. I nearly stumble over my feet. “Get back here, you sweet little twat!”
A morbid smirk tugs at my lips as I huff, running faster, toward the forest. Based on the sound of his footsteps, he’s probably less than twenty feet back. A chill sweeps through me, like a current of the electricity crackling in the sky.
The fear and adrenaline… thearousal. I can’t fight it; how enticing it feels to be running from him. To bechasedby him.
I wonder what he’ll do if he catches me…
Once in the woods, a bit of anxiety lessens. There are trees surrounding me, which means plenty of cover. My mind races as fast as my feet, but the farther I get from the prison, the less worry I feel.
I just need to get away from there.
That place is the problem. It’s been the fucking problem for three goddamn years.
Out here, I’m free of chains forreal. Not just an illusion made by Manuel Blanco as some favor to Trevel.
I don’t care what I have to do, I’m staying out here.
Obviously, I’ve never been out here before. I’ve never seen anything on this island outside of Alabaster Penitentiary. But I know there’s a mansion, and I know it’s on the other side of the island. I also know that the entire island is only a couple of miles across, and while my cardio is pretty rusty, I know I can run two miles in less than fifteen minutes.
Regardless of what’s happening in the prison, despite knowing what The Ivory could do to me if he finds out,right nowI’m free.
Finally… I’mfucking free.
“Byron!” Trevel hollers again. “You’ll regret running from me, baby, Ipromise.”
I don’t understand it, but my balls throb.
I’m higher than I have been in years. This rush…Fuck, I missed it.
The stalking. Breaking into his rich-boy townhouse to tie him up and fuck him like a possession…
