Page 39 of Dark Things
He pushes the hair off my face before cupping my cheeks. I lean into him and close my eyes. Using his thumbs, he wipes away the tears.
“I want to go over to their house and beat the living shit out of them, but I’m not sure that’s what you want. I’ll play nice until we come up with a plan. They will pay for what they did, but the severity of what I do is up to you.”
“If they find out who I am, they’ll want answers. They’ll want to know what happened, and I can’t tell them. I don’t trust them enough to allow them in again.”
“Then we keep them at a distance, go about life as normal. I can see how they look at you, like they want to devour you, but I don’t think they recognize it’s you, right?”
I close my eyes, and tuck my hands in between us, rubbing his chest over the ‘R’ tattoo he has next to his heart. It’s blended in with the pitch black smoke surrounding it. I have a matching one on my thigh with an ‘H’.
“Between all the facial surgery, contacts, and the hair dye I’m not sure they can tell. If they could, they’d have said something, I’m sure. Well, at least Brooks would. He and I had the most intense relationship out of the guys, not that I could ever choose between them, but he was always attuned to me, like we shared the same soul.”
He puffs out his cheeks and rubs my hair back on my head. “Two soulmates? Should I be jealous?” he teases, a smirk on his face.
I smile for the first time this morning and grip his neck, bringing his forehead to mine. “You are my life. The air I breathe. Nothing in this world or the next could ever pull me away from you. I love you always and until our last moment.”
He kisses me slowly and sweetly. His handsmove to my shoulders and down my sides. He pulls the towel off from between us and pulls me closer. I can feel how hard he is underneath me. I moan, lifting my leg and straddling him.
The kiss turns heated and he fists his hand into the back of my hair and clamps the other on my hip before pushing up to grind into my core.
It doesn’t take much for Haunt to get me ready. I’m always wet the moment after he slips his tongue in my mouth. He rips his towel off and throws it on the floor without breaking the kiss.
I trail my hand down his abs and grasp his length in my hands, giving it an experimental tug before settling it between my legs. I don’t push down, but I settle it between my lower lips and start to grind harder. I’m so wet his cock slips easily between my folds, bumping my clit with each glide and making me moan into his lips. I’m almost about to come when he stops me from moving.
“Put me inside of you. Let me love you,” he whispers into my mouth.
I sit up a bit on my knees and sink down onto his hard cock. We both react, groaning and pulling each other close but we don’t move. His tongue turns wicked in my mouth, coaxing another moan out of me. Just the connection makes my heart feel so full. I could stay here with him inside me all day.
He doesn’t try to rush, but I’m starting to get itchy with the need to move. I start slow, sliding up anddown, my movements barely there. The grip on my head tightens before he breaks the kiss to stare into my eyes. All I feel is the love pouring off of him.
“You are my home, Reb. I love you so fucking much.”
He thrusts lightly into me and I start to move quicker with him. This is the moment I live for. Our quiet connection makes me feel like I’m not so broken and full of shadows.
“I love you. You feel so good inside of me,” I groan out, lifting myself up a little higher. Our motions become more. I feel every dip and thrust deep inside of me. “Ahh, yes, just like that. Fuck, love, you’re going to make me come just like this.”
He slips his hand between us and finds my clit with his expert fingers, making lazy circles until I tighten up around him and detonate. I bite his bicep to muffle my moan. When I come down from my orgasm he flips us around so my back is resting on the mattress.
“I wanted to go slow, but I don’t think I can. I need to feel you come again and fill you up with my cum. Fuck,” he says, his movements getting faster. He pulls all the way out before slamming into me, moving me up the bed until he’s grabbing the headboard. I put my hand up to prevent my head from slamming into it, creating a beautiful resistance to his powerful thrusts.
“You’re going to make me come again,” I say, biting my lip and looking down where his thick cock isentering me. It’s such an erotic sight that I nearly lose it again.
He palms my breast with his other hand, pinching and pulling at the nipple, increasing my pleasure with the small amount of pain.
“Come again,gioia mia. I don’t think I can last.”
I grab the hand on my breast and put two of his fingers in my mouth before sucking hard. It has the exact effect I was going for, and he begins to slam into me, making my tits bounce. The sensation whips through my body like a lightning strike, and I squeeze my walls around him before crashing into another orgasm.
“Reb,” he groans, and his cock grows thicker before I feel his release pulsing inside of me. It feels like it goes on forever before he drops down onto my chest, sinking us both into the mattress.
I know some women don’t like to be crushed, but there’s nothing that makes me feel safer than being under Haunt. It’s like all the pressure sets my mind at ease.
Running my fingers through his hair, I start to hum the song that was playing the night we first had sex, Give by Sleep Token. We were dumb kids then, but as soon as he pushed inside of me it was like something activated in my soul, and a missing puzzle piece slid into place.
He nips at my breast before lifting his head to look at me. “I have a feeling those boys are into stuff theyshouldn’t be in. Let me do some recon and investigate what’s going on before we make a decision on what to do.”
My eyebrows pull together, and my eyes bounce around his face, my hands scratching his scalp. “What do you mean?”
“Brooks was at the track when you raced Black Caviar. Something about the way he was hiding doesn’t sit right. And how would he know about the race? Unless he’s into some shady shit, there was no reason for him to be there.”
