Page 102 of Degradation
My cries are loud, and I try to stifle them on Shade’s chest, but he grabs my hair and pulls my head back.
‘Be loud!’ he snarls and slams into me a final time.
My scream is shrill as my body tightens again and curls forward. The top of my head leans against Shade’s rapidly rising and falling chest as I pant. I straighten up again and look up at him as he grips me hard, pushing into me as hard as he can as he jerks inside me and lets out his own sound of pleasure. His face contorts, his brow furrowing. He looks beautiful.
‘Mine.’
I say it before my brain engages. It’s instinctual and right. But then I hope he hasn’t heard me.
When he looks down at me though, I know he has and I’m afraid of what he’ll say back. What if this was his endgame all along? My body cools considerably at the thought. But his hands come up and cup my face. He kisses me gently before whispering into my ear.
‘Always yours.’
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Her body relaxes so suddenly that I’m afraid she’s passed out, but when she falls back into my arms, her eyes are open, and she has a small smile on her face.
Shade gets off the bed and throws on the black robe he let her borrow that she seems to have taken hostage. He slinks from the room, probably to clean himself up, but also, I think, to have a moment to himself. I heard what she said to him, and what he answered. It was deep and meaningful, and I don’t think either of them meant to say anything like that out loud with others around.
They’re special to each other in a different way than we are.
I lay back with her, settling her into the crook of my arm. Her eyes are closed, and her breathing is even, but she’s not asleep.
Blake chuckles. ‘She’s so relaxed.’
He leans forward and opens her legs. She lets him, her eyes fluttering open for a moment as if to make sure it’s who she thinks it is before closing again. She sighs contentedly, but I frown at him.
‘She’s exhausted,’ I begin, but he waves a hand.
‘I’m just taking a look.’
His pupils dilate as he stares at her core. ‘You’re wasting all the cream Shade gave you,’ he murmurs. ‘Naughty girl.’
He scoops some up on his fingers and pushes it gently back into her.
She shifts, mewling a little and frowning.
‘Blake,’ I hiss sharply. ‘That’s enough. She’s not a toy.’
His angry eyes snap to mine and then he seems to get a hold of himself.
‘Sorry,’ he mutters, looking contritely back down at her and removing his fingers slowly. ‘I’m good. I promise. No more today.’
‘Good,’ I murmur, but then my brow creases.
Shit, is she on birth control?
He glances up at me. ‘She’s a little sore. I have some stuff I use. I’ll get it.’
‘Make sure it’s okay, you know, for her,’ I warn. ‘Ph balance is no joke.’
‘Well, it is for babies’ asses, so I’ll bet it’s safe for her. But I’ll check.’
He pauses at the door. ‘I’ll run her a bath too.’
I shake my head. ‘She’s tired. She can clean up later.’
‘No can do,’ he says. ‘She won’t like that. The feel of it between her legs isn’t nice, she says. Sensory thing. She’ll want to be clean. Trust me.’
