Page 45 of Shadowman
My heavy lids are on his sister—mygirlfriend. Her back is still to us, so I take a moment to close my eyes and whimper at the sensational burn and stretch.
“Shhh,” I scold him, and myself, a louder purr sneaking from my lips when he begins stroking.
“Quiet, pretty boy. My sister will hear.” He covers my mouth with his hand, fucking slow and deep while licking and sucking on my earlobe.
This is fucking ludicrous…
I must still be high, because everything feels so infinitelyspectacular. I’m smart enough to know it’s smoke and mirrors, but still… It doesn’t stop me from drowning in this bad wrong terriblytreacherousthing I’m doing.
Andres is fucking me harder, rocking the bed far too much. But Alice still hasn’t so much as shifted.
Something flickers on the edge of my consciousness…
“Is this how you fuck her?” he growls in my ear, pumping between my cheeks. “Push into her tight hole in the dark and ride it deep?” I whine at his words, and the way his dick is grazing my prostate. “Must be nice to come in her as much as you want, huh?”Fuck fuck fuck…“And I bet she knows you’re just as needy for it. That her darling boyfriend wantshislittle pussy filled with cum too…”
Bollocks. Can’t… hold… back.
I fist the sheets as my dick shoots almost painfully into the bed, all the while staring at my girlfriend’s back.
She still hasn’t moved… Why hasn’t she moved?
God, I’m coming so… bloody… hard.
“Don’t worry, pretty boy. Daddy’s here to breed you like you need it.”
His words are rippling through my brain, desires and memories tangling into a mess, until I can’t tell what’s what anymore.
“That’s it…”
“Oh yea, baby. That’s it.”
“Take it…”
“Take it,” Andres groans out loud—waytoo fucking loud—hips bucking as he comes in me. “Take this load like a good boy…”
“Fuckin’ hell…” I cry behind his hand, the agony of what I’m seeing in my head somehow mixing with the pleasure, springing tears to my eyes.
He’s barely done, but I’m reaching for Alice.
Something isn’t right. Something is—
“Alice??” I grab her shoulder.
She’s stiff.
My stomach claws viciously up my throat as I roll her over. And my heart comes to a full stop when I see her eyes…
They’re open.
And her lips are blue.
No… wait.
What??
“Yo, what the fuck?!” Andres pulls out of me and jumps back.
Sitting up, I’m in a fog. It’s not registering. This doesn’t feel real.
