Page 58 of Unmasking Her Shadow

She spins me around to face her, cradles my face in her hands and presses her lips to mine, swiping her tongue over my bottom lip until I open for her. Her kiss is slow and deliberate. “Just because I caught you doesn’t mean I’m done playing with you, pup.”

Nyx settles into her spot, and I follow Ki into her shower. Dark bruises are splattered across her skin, but she assures me she’s fine. That they look worse than they are. I’m not sure if I believe her or not.

“Will you tell me what happened?”

“I’d rather fuck my girlfriend,” she replies, steering the conversation away.

“Please?” I pop my bottom lip out and she smacks it with her finger.

“I’ll tell everything one day, but for now I’ll give you a shortened version.” She kisses the tip of my nose. “A man recently lost all of his money and had dangerous people after him to get the money back, so he and some sleaze bags attempted to rob a bank. They were stupid and used an explosive to open the vault when we made our way inside. They died, we didn’t.”

To me, that seems to sum it up, so I’m not sure what else there is to explain. I guess she’ll tell me another day. She’s probably exhausted. We finish in the shower, and when it’s time to put on pajamas, I ask Ki for a shirt of hers instead. This way, I can be wrapped in her while also being wrapped around her. She moves the comforter down so we can climb into bed, but tugs me on top of her before I can make it to my side.

“I’ve been deprived of your delicious cunt. I need to taste you and feel you come undone on my tongue before I can fall asleep.”

I slide my shorts off and crawl up her body, hovering over her before she tugs me down. Warmth from her tongue sends pleasure pulsing through my core instantly. A moan rumbles in my throat, and I grip the headboard. She devours me as if I’ve starved her, gripping my thighs and burying herself between my thighs until I’m sure she can’t breathe. When she adds her fingers into play, it doesn’t take long for me to come, riding my orgasm out on her face, gripping the headboard until my knuckles are white. She consumes every drop of me, kisses my inner thighs and then my mound before she releases her grip to let me off. I slip my shorts back on, and she’s smiling softly, but her eyes are fluttering closed. Exhaustion from her long, painful day pulling her under quickly.

She wraps her arms around me, fusing our bodies together. “Please don’t leave me again. I was lost without you.”

I seal my lips to hers, and she kisses me back lazily.

“Green for you…always,” I promise. She falls asleep almost instantly when I rest my head on her chest, holding me tight against her. Comfort seeps into me, and it’s not the blanket or the mattress. It’s her.

36

Kioni

Hot breath in my ear wakes me before I’m ready. What the hell? I blink my eyes open to Nyx staring down at me. Fuuuck. I raise my hand to pet her, and she moves her head away from my touch until I give up. Asshole. She lets out a forced exhale through her nose, and I squint.

“Sam, love, wake up.” I speak softly, rubbing my hand up and down her spine.

She groans. I pepper her face with kisses until I force a sleepy smile to appear, and she opens her eyes slowly to look up at me and then at her baby hovering over us. Nyx doesn’t dodge her hand when she reaches up to pet her. Instead, she leans into it.

“Do you need to go potty?” she asks the beast in such a sweet tone that should be reserved for a chihuahua or something. Nyx finally leaves my bed, and Sam sits up, stretching her arms above her and presses her lips to mine before clambering out of bed to take her baby outside. I could get used to this. Nyx will warm up to me eventually, and then it will be the three of us every night. And probably Ryker somewhere else in the house. I check the time and groan louder. Sam is not going to come back to bed because by the time she gets back to sleep, she will wake up again for the sunrise. That internal alarm clock of hers needs to take a break sometimes.

When I hear her footsteps making their way back to my room, I get up. I already know what she’s wanting. Oh, the luxury of stalking someone for months. You know them better than they know themselves.

“Babe, where’s the—”

“Coffee?” I finish for her.

She crosses her arms in front of her chest and smirks. I kiss her cheek and walk with her to the kitchen. While her coffee is brewing, I go to her section of my closet and grab her robe from the hook. Her mouth drops open when I hold it out to her.

“I’ve been looking for that!” She yells, snatching it from my hands and putting it on. I tie it for her, and my mind goes back to using her other one to restrain her.

“I may have borrowed some of your clothes to keep here just in case they were needed one day.”

She narrows her eyes. “How thoughtful.”

I tug her to me, and she crashes against my chest.

“Keep up the attitude and I’ll use this one to hogtie you while I fuck you on the countertop until I can use the cream dripping from your pussy in my coffee. Ryker would walk in on us, and then you’d have an audience to watch you beg me to let you come.” She squirms, and I grab the back of her head and kiss her, ignoring the low rumble of her guard dog.

“I think I want you to take me back to bed,” she whispers. I lift her into my arms, hiding my wince, and walk her back to my bedroom, not allowing our lips to separate. She tugs at my shirt and we part long enough for her to yank it over my head. “You are so beautiful,” she breathes. She shrugs the robe back off and I grip her ass before falling to the bed with her underneath me.

“I love seeing you in my clothes. I almost don’t want to take this off,” I say, gripping the hem of my shirt she’s wearing, shoving it up her stomach and over her breasts, kissing a trail along the way.

“Ki,” she whimpers, arching her back off the bed when I tug on her nipple with my teeth. I lick the sting away before doing the same to the other one. “I want to touch you too,” she whines, tugging on my biceps to finish climbing up her body to kiss her again. Her hands roam over my shoulders, down my arms, up my abs and over my breasts. She’s exploring. That night in the hotel was glorious, but this is still new to her. When she dips her hand under my waistband, I lean up and tug her shorts off.