Page 106 of When Darkness Calls

“I want you. To. Fuck. My. Face. Shadow,” I whisper, leaning closer with each word until I’m a breath away from where his mouth is beneath the mask.

His chest rises and falls rapidly, the fingers gripping my throat twitching.

“Do it,” I murmur touching his fingers. “Choke me. I know you want to.”

He growls, hand tightening, as he pushes me back. My steps are unsteady as he forces me away from the little bit of light, further into the darkness.

My back slams against a wall roughly. Shadow’s hand pressing me flat. I moan, the noise catching, sending the vibration through his hand. He sucks in a sharp breath, trailing his other hand down my face, over my heaving chest, pausing to rub over my nipple.

“You’re going to ruin me.”

I look up at where I think he is, a small smile on my lips.

“You’ve already wrecked me, Shadow.”

He surges forward and it’s then I notice the mask is gone because his lips are on mine. Rough, desperate, begging. His kiss is anything but gentle. His teeth biting at my lower lip and I’m lost. I’m lost in the feeling of him surrounding me in the darkness of this decaying house.

Lips, tongue, and teeth leave my skin burning in their wake as he explores my mouth, jaw, and neck.

“You want me to fuck your pretty face, huh?”

I nod, a mewl leaving me.

“Hmm. That sweet mouth of yours. I’ve wanted your lips wrapped around my cock for weeks, sweet girl.”

I lick my lips, tug him closer, grinding against him. His thigh moves between mine, and I release a sharp cry from the friction against my aching center.

“Oh, my sweet girl. You’re fucking soaked, aren’t you? So wet, so needy.” He mumbles low against my throat, running a gentle hand through my hair. His fingers catch on a tangle, and I whine.

His chuckle is low. “You like that don’t you?” He grips my hair near my scalp, tugging sharply, pulling my head back against the wall.

“Yes,” I whisper.

He mutters something under his breath, shifting his knee between my thighs.

His grip on my hair pulls harder, “Get on your knees. It’s time you learn I’m not as nice as you think.”

I’ve wanted to see him like this for so long. A part of me is disappointed I can’t see his face, but yet, there’s something so delightfully wrong about that.

My hands rub at his thighs as I kneel on the rough floor, and I feel him leaning toward me.

His hand tightens on the back of my neck. “Tap my thigh three times if you need me to stop. Understood?”

I nodded, but he jerks my head back further.

“Use your words, Dani. I want to hear you.”

“Yes.”

“Do you want my cock in your mouth, sweet girl?”

“Yes,” I moan.

“Then show me.” He growls pulling me closer by my hair wrapped around his hand.

I’m confused. My hands move slowly to the button on his jeans, but he jerks me away.

“Ah, ah. I didn’t say to do that. I said ‘show me.’”