“Another thing is, you will not hide who you are anymore. Now that I’ve seen it, I don’t intend to have you hiding anymore. You will also never, and I mean never, fuckin’ do what you did tonight and leave the club without not only telling someone but by your fuckin’ self.” Shadow thrusts a finger inside my core and slides it slowly torturing me as he stresses each word.
“Focus, Kitten, I’m not done talking yet,” he mutters. “What you did tonight put yourself in danger, but it also scared people who care for you. It pissed me off thinking you might have been kidnapped again. That’s not a phone call I want to make to your pops.” My body tenses at the mention of my dad. “Oh, he knows where you are. He also knows you’re under our protection as well as knowing how this occurred.”
If he knows where I am, why hasn’t he contacted me. I guess I really don’t mean anything to him. Or my brothers for that matter.
“On to the next thing, if some bitch talks smack about you and you hear it, don’t let that shit get to you, if it does you come to me, tell me what the fuck happened and I’ll handle it. From here on out nothing hurts you without repercussions. Am I understood?” To this I nod in response. Even if he gave me permission to speak, I don’t think I could as his words sink inside me.
“Good girl,” he says pulling his finger from inside. A whimper escapes me, and I want to protest his movement. Lifting his hand to my face, he swipes his fingers across my lips coating them in the juice that gathered on them and leans forward and captures my mouth in a forceful yet soul searing kiss I’ll remember for the rest of my life.
Shadow breaks the kiss all to soon leaving me wanting more, the same as he left me needing him inside me. “Now, we’re going to sleep,” he announces, moving from the side of the bed in order to pull the comforter out from under me. Draping it over my naked body, he bends down and removes his boots. Straightening he undoes his jeans and drops them to the floor where he steps out of them. I barely have a chance to take in his naked glory when he joins me in the bed, positioning us until I’m lying on my side, back to his front and Shadow’s arms curled around me.
My heart starts to pound within my chest when not only was Shadow in my bed naked and his arms were around me, he had one cupping a breast the other palming my apex. I swear this is the most intimate position there is.
“Clear your mind, Kitten,” Shadow murmurs against the shell of my ear.
“How do I do that when I feel my world tipping upside down?” I whisper, into the silence that fills the room.
“You do it by closing your eyes and letting me take the weight off your shoulders. By knowing I’m here to keep you grounded as your world changes.” That sounded nice. Like really nice.
Closing my eyes, I do as he says and for the first time, I don’t count in my head. Not the days. Not the time. Not how many times he says fuck or my name. Nothing. For the first time I dream in peace.
Chapter Six
Shadow
Waking up to warmth against my chest is something I’ve never experienced before. Not in all my life. Every one of the women I used at Tainted X knew the deal. It’s why I went there for what I needed in the first place.
Though not one of those subs make me feel what Luna does.
After hearing her reasons for leaving last night, I’d nearly left right then and there and gone back to the club to find out who those bitches were to make sure they knew the repercussions of what they’d done. Hell, I still intend to do just that. Last night I needed to discipline Luna for what she’d done and fuck if her pussy didn’t glisten. And her reaction to my hand against her ass.
Fuck. She’s soaked even now in her sleep. Last night, I’d decided as part of her punishment, she needed to be worked up with my fingers and left tied to the bed. Now I’m ready to make her fully mine.
From her breathing, I know she’s not awake yet. Grinning, I slide my cock between her legs and rub him against her drenched sheath. With my hand between her thighs, I rub her clit as I tweak the nipple of the tit in my palm.
“Hmmm,” she hums in her sleep, wiggling her ass against me.
“Morning, Kitten, you ready for my cock this morning?” I murmur against the shell of her ear.
“Please,” she rasps, breathlessly.
“Please what, Kitten?” I growl.
“Please, Sir, I want you inside me,” she whispers, softly. Her body arching, begging for me to sink into her tight little pussy.
“Good girl,” Kissing the shell of her ear, I pull away from her and flip her to her back. Grabbing hold of both her legs, I lift them and place them on my shoulders as I center myself between them. “Who do you belong to?” I demand, lining my cock up with her entrance.
“Umm,” she murmurs.
“That’s not an answer, Luna. Now, I won’t ask you again. I do and you don’t get to come,” I enunciate all the while sliding my cock inside her slick, hot pussy inch by excruciatingly slow inch.
“You,” Luna whimpers.
“You, who?”
“You, Sir.”
“Good girl, now hold on cause I’m going to fuck you hard.” Luna’s moans of pleasure are what I receive in response and are music to my fuckin’ ears.
Sliding out of her until only the head of my cock is still inside her, I slam back to the hilt. Luna screams out in pleasure and spurs me on. Hammering into her throwing her into edge and then into bliss. I drop her legs off my shoulders, lean forward, bury my face in the crease of her neck and shoulder where I bite down marking her as mine at the same time my cock twitches and I come deep inside her.
Groaning, I lift my head, I admire the woman who is now mine. Without giving her any of my weight, I reach out and release her arms from my belt. A sigh escapes from between her lips at this movement. Knowing I need to take care of her, I flip our positions without her losing my cock. Settled on my chest, I massage both of Luna’s arms and shoulders.
“Hmmm, that feels so good,” she whispers drowsily.
“Feels good, my cock is still inside your pussy, Kitten,” I chuckle. Luna moans in agreement.
“You going back to sleep on me?” I grin, peering down to catch a glimpse of her face.
“Still tired,” she mumbles, inaudible.
Furrowing my brow, I wonder just how much she’s used to sleeping. Glancing at the clock on the nightstand, I realized we’d been in bed for twelve hours and she’s still tired. “Luna, how much time do you normally sleep?”
“I can’t without my medicine,” she whispers almost as if she were already asleep.
Fuck me.
She doesn’t sleep without something to help her sleep. Yet last night in my arms she slept, peacefully. Shit, if I want to be honest with myself, I slept just as great as she did for the first time since the night before my brother was killed and I’d taken the life of the fucker who hit him with his car.
As Luna falls into another sleep, I run my fingers through her hair. The naked truth of her is out in the open, well, besides a couple things but I have an idea of the answers to those questions. The knowledge that Luna feels safe enough next to me to sleep, I’ll let her. She’s gone long enough doing shit on her own. And as much as I’d like to play the ‘what if’ game I’m not about to do that shit. I ask myself if I’d been there the entire time for her would she have been unable to sleep.