Page 52 of Shattered In Darkness

That does it. I almost lose it. My vision tunnels. I grind her down, rub circles on her clit at just the right speed. She shatters. Her back arches, tits shoved in my face. Her pussy clamps down, spasming, dripping all over me. She gasps my name.

I hold her through it. I make her ride it out, keep her pinned when she tries to squirm away. “Don’t hide,” I growl.

She trembles. More cum leaks out, drenching my lap. Her thighs quake. I could do this for years and never get bored.

Then I slow it down, gentle, just rocking her in my arms. She melts against me, limp, boneless. Hair messy all over her face.

I kiss her, slow this time. Possessive. My tongue slides deep. I cradle her, arms locked tight around her waist. She buries her face in my neck. Her tits mashed against my chest, bare skin on bare skin, perfect.

I don’t even know my own name anymore. There’s nothing left but her.

Her thighs are shaking. She’s still grinding, soft and wet against me, making tiny noises that slice straight through my backbone. Every inch of her is mine. I don’t think. I barely breathe. I just hold her tighter.

“Brody,” she whispers. Scared, but not really. Mostly shy, mostly ruined by wanting.

I tangle my fingers in her hair. Pull her back so I can see her face. Lips swollen, cheeks streaked red, eyes glassy and glazed. She looks wrecked, but happy. There’s nothing prettier.

“You okay?” I run my hand up her spine.

She nods, all nerves. “Yeah. I just… I never…”

She doesn’t finish. Her mouth opens, closes. Blue eyes, huge and hopeful, blinking up at me like she’s waiting for me to shatter her again.

“You never what?” I ask, softer this time.

She sucks in a breath. Her palms flatten on my chest, clutching. “Nobody ever made me feel safe and crazy at the same time.” Her voice is small. Real.

I could eat it. Devour her whole, keep her hidden away so nobody else could even try.

“Good.” I whisper it right into her ear. “I don’t want anybody else touching you. Ever.”

She laughs, nervous. “Nobody would dare, Brody.”

I look at her. Really look. “You like it when I get possessive?”

She nods, bashful, lips caught between her teeth. “I’d freak out if you weren’t.”

I grin. “You’re mine. All fucking mine.”

She melts. Literally. Like she’ll fall to pieces if I let go for one second. I wrap her up, haul her into my lap, and cradle her with both arms. I could hold her all night. Maybe I will.

I rest my cheek on the crown of her head. She is my everything. “Are you tired?” I run my thumb down her back. Her skin is so soft.

She hums. “Maybe a little. You wore me out.”

I snort. “Didn’t even fuck you yet, Bambi.”

She giggles. It’s a real laugh, a light in the darkness. “There’s always next time.”

I squeeze her ass, playful. “You’re impossible.”

She pokes me in the ribs. “You’re obsessed.”

I am. More than she’ll ever know.

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