Page 54 of Sinister Hearts
“For centuries in the Grimwood bloodline, when a man turned nineteen they were to be sent to the realm of Mortis after their training in Norway, where Odin baptizes us as his kinship, his soldiers—it is our duty. That is where we must take an oath to be the bringer of souls and complete our initiation. A gift and a curse placed upon my bloodline. I wanted to tellyou, Faye, so badly it killed me.” I could feel my shadows creep and slither behind my back and arms. I turned away from Faye, becoming too emotional. I didn’t want her to see me in my grim form here. It would break my soul if she were afraid of my Reaper.
Faye suddenly grabbed my chin gently. “Hey, don’t be ashamed of who you are, remember?” She pecked my nose.Fuck, I loved her. “There’s something else that has been bothering me.” Faye gave me a curious expression.
“Ask me, I know you want to,” I egged her on.
“When you said the occult ran through my bloodline. You really knew this whole time about me, about what’s been happening to me?”
“Yes,” I sighed. “It was not my truth to tell but your own, that needed to be discovered.”
Faye embraced my shadows as they wrapped around her curvy waist. I wanted her, needed her so bad, all the fucking time. It drove me to hysteria. I watched her, not giving my shadows a second thought. She welcomed me, all of me. I could feel my shadows wanting to ravage her, claim her, mark her as mine forever.
“My shadows had never done this with anyone,” I replied, shocked, as our breaths hitched. I could see her nipples begin to peak, the scent of her arousal tempting and delicious. She was beautifully and sinfully wet for me.
“When you left for Norway, it was out of your hands,” she stammered, her desire growing in her tone.
“I could never leave you, baby girl.” I pecked her luscious lips, my craving for her was growing deeper by the second.
“You never left me?” Her eyes shifted back and forth, trying to detect a lie. She could look forever and she would never find it. Betraying her would be like betraying myself.
“Never,” I stated, as I kissed my little witch ferociously. Faye began to unzip my pants, her hands wrapping around my hardened, growing length. I ripped off her top, her piercings teasing me. I wasted no time and pulled her heavy, silky warm breast into my mouth, groaning for more.
Faye ran her hands through my dark hair while kicking off her black sleep-dress, ready for me to devour her.
“Turn around and take off your panties. Slowly.” She did what she was told, making my shadows exhilarated. Faye bent down, slowly removing her thong, showing me her perfectly thick, round ass. “Stay bent down, Faye, and be a good girl for me.”
My shadows interlocked her hands together as she panted. I took off my jeans and shirt, throwing them on the floor, ready to take my girl, my shadows wanting to play and punish too. I stared at her bare ass and pussy while she glistened for me. “Fuck, baby girl, you look so beautiful.” I slapped her ass hard, leaving a red hand print on her. I watched as her thick cheeks giggled.
Faye yelped as I watched her core clench.
I chuckled lightly. “Do you want Death to make you come, little witch?” I slapped her ass again, even harder in the exact same spot.
Faye screamed out, panting, as she tried to catch her breath.
“Say it loud, littleljos, so all my ancestors in Valhalla can hear you scream my name.” My shadows slithered around her dainty little neck, slightly choking her.
“I want all of you, Jax,” she moaned between every silky word. I lifted her slowly as my shadows continued to hold her, like her own personal choker. Fuck, this made me desperate for her.
“All of me?” I groaned into her ear.
Faye nodded as I slapped her left breast, pulling on her nipple.
“Be careful what you wish for, little witch.” My demon was ready to come out and play.
“I want you as your true self, please,” she begged, and I watched her shake in desperation for my cock and an orgasm. There was no fight as she let me take control, and she fucking loved it. It was the most enchanting sight, witnessing her succumb to my shadows. It made me want to come in all of her holes. My little witch trusted me.
I laughed as my grim laughed with me.Silly little witch, you have no idea what you’ve done. Her submission to me was worth more than any soul. She was handing me her soul and her heart on a silver platter. I was going to enjoy her delicacy. My shadows unwrapped around her neck, allowing her to take a long steady breath.
Submission does not mean superiority, it means trust. “Do you trust me, Faye?” I licked and pecked the sensitive flesh on her neck by her ear.
“Yes,” she moaned, exasperated, as her heavy breasts bobbed up and down, her wrists tied by my ravenous shadows behind her back.
“Down on the bench, face down,” I demanded.
She did as she was told, sticking her plump ass up in the air. I slapped her drenched pussy, sticking a finger slowly inside, her soaked walls drowning my digit.
“Please, Jax, fuck me,” she begged, rocking back and forth, desperate for any kind of friction.
My shadows didn’t need to be told a third time. I wrapped my hand around my erect cock and my shadows slowly slithered inside her warm, wet walls.
