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His eyes looked black in the bar’s crimson light, and something about his tone of voice made me shudder. He looked at me like I was something to be devoured, and I felt both powerful and small. The fact that he wanted me so openly, the fact that we were in a public place—albeit empty—made my head buzz. I would have never done something like this, but now it was all I wanted to do.
Gabe and his shadow both ripped their shirts off, revealing the planes and ridges of his body. He was mouthwatering to look at, and every muscle twitched in his thin frame predatorily as he stalked toward me.
Gabe once more began to fuck me with his fingers, his eyes locked on my mouth as I whimpered. As he did, his shadow worked at undoing my bodice and roughly pulling the top of my dress to the side. He dipped one hand in and squeezed my breasts, and I cried out. A wicked grin spread across the real Gabe’s face, and he began to help his shadow self yank down my dress. I lifted my ass so they could both slide the fabric completely down onto the floor. All I had on now were my boots and my chain. They both ran their fingers over every inch of my bare skin, and the sensation of so many hands overwhelmed me.
Gabe worked me with his fingers once more as his shadow self bent to suck one of my nipples in his mouth. I cried out loud as he bit it between his teeth, and Gabe watched intently. His shadow sucked on my skin as Gabe’s fingers plunged in and out of me, dragging out my pleasure just enough so that I wouldn’t orgasm again quite yet. Gabe pulled his fingers free, licked me, then kissed me. He tasted like my own sweetness and a bit of coppery blood from when I’d bit his lip earlier. It was better than any wine they probably served in this circle.
“Undress,” I whimpered against his mouth. “Fuck me.”
Both figures stepped away, and I hated the loss of touch. I ran my hand down my body and touched myself, feeling almost drunk from the force of their desire as they stared. I slid two fingers inside of myself and arched my hips up to give them a better view. Gabe’s shadow self let out a throaty whimper while the real Gabe hissed. My free hand ran up my stomach and pinched my painfully erect nipples, and Gabe swore under his breath.
“Take off your pants,” I growled. “I need more. I need it now.” I arched my head back and whimpered. “I feel like I’ll die without it.”
And I did. I could have sobbed without their hands on me.
There was the thudding of boots, the clink of belts, and the whisper of fabric as they each undressed. When I tilted my head back, I gasped at the sight of them, at the sight of him. His cock was thick and long enough to be impressive without being intimidating. A bead of moisture clung to both of their tips, reflecting the red in the room like rubies. They looked painfully hard, and the core of my body ached for both of them. I wondered with a thrill what it would be like to feel them both inside of me.
I stopped touching myself and kissed each of them softly as soon as they approached. Gabe growled against my mouth, murmuring the sound, then bent down to kiss my jaw and neck as his shadow self stole a kiss.
“I’ll feel it all,” Gabe groaned against my skin. “Every inch of you. Every way you please both of us.”
“Mmm,” I whimpered, then nodded toward a red velvet couch against one wall of the bar. “I want…” I was breathless between kisses, trying to speak. “I want you there.”
Gabe and his shadow drew away from me immediately like I’d commanded them. Gabe wrapped my chain twice around his fist, then walked toward the couch, dragging me a bit behind him. He sat down and laid all the way back, his arm tucked behind his head in a way that showed off his lean body perfectly. In his other hand, he still held my chain. His cock jutted into the air, and the muscles in his body twitched impatiently as he waited for me.
I watched as he replaced his arm with a pillow and grabbed the base of his own member, holding it steady for me. The sight of him touching himself in any way made my knees wobble, and his shadow grabbed my hips for a moment to steady me.
“I’m yours, Marn,” Gabe said as the corded muscles in his neck tensed. “I can’t… I can’t wait any more.”
I let out another half-sob of pleasure as he tugged on my chain. My body felt like it was going to split open and burst into a million pieces. The sensation, the anticipation… It was just too much. My heart threatened to give out as I straddled Gabe. He cupped my face in his hands and kissed me deeply. His hands tangled up in my hair and pulled me in closer, and I felt the rounded head of his length brush against my wet center. I slid down on him slowly, allowing myself time to stretch for him and relishing finally feeling something inside of me. I had needed to be filled so badly.
I rested my forehead against his once he was fully inside of me, and he kissed along my neck and jaw. The strange, slight chill he emitted inside of me was soothing, and it wasn’t long before I began to ride him. I rolled my hips and let my clit drag along the flat planes of his stomach as he clutched me against him.
“More,” I whispered, lost to everything. My brain and my body were no longer mine. There was only a singular need.
I felt movement behind me, and Gabe’s shadow laid a soft kiss on my bare back. Then, the tentative touch of his cold fingers on my backside. He ran his fingers down lightly as I fucked Gabe, stopping at the point where our bodies joined to make his fingers wet. I tensed a little, knowing what was coming. Luckily, my nerves and any thoughts I had were quickly shorted out by the press of his fingers against the tight ring of my asshole. I’d had human men attempt things like that before, but this was different. Everything Gabe did in any way was different. His slick fingers slipped into me gently, first one, then two, and my body accepted him gratefully. It was like I was made for him.
Below me, Gabe wrapped his arms around me and held me to him tightly, putting my ass into prime position. His shadow braced himself against my hips, and I whimpered as the head of his thick member pressed against my ass. He slid into me unimaginably slowly, and I felt myself open up to receive him. Black dots danced in front of my eyes, and I realized I was holding my breath. I let out a shaky exhale as I fully let myself go to the feeling of being completely filled. It finally began to quell the beast inside of me.
Gabe picked up his rhythm again, slower this time, and his other self alternated thrusts. Pressed between their bodies, I lost myself to the feel of them inside of me. My clit was in constant contact with Gabe’s pelvis, and I felt myself clench around both of them as my second orgasm finally hit. Gabe swore under his breath as I tightened around him, and he gripped my hips to bury himself deeper inside of me.
His shadow, on the other hand, slowed down, and the sensation of him slowly fucking my ass was more than I could take. Gabe leaned his head up enough to suck one nipple into his mouth with a sharp sting, and my third orgasm washed over me as I was pushed and pulled like the tide between them. I buried my hands in Gabe’s hair and forced his mouth to mine. He grunted, and his nails dug into my flesh as he picked up the pace and fucked me harder than he ever had. My chain tightened in his hand, and I relished the pressure against my throat as he forced my mouth harder against his. Suddenly, his shadow self disappeared, the sensation a gentle sort of dissolving behind and within me. The real Gabe, my Gabe, swore and murmured worshipfully against my skin as he finally spilled inside of me, giving me everything I had wanted and more.
We lay in a tangle of sweaty limbs for a moment. I liked that he was still inside of me as we regained our breathing. He peppered me with kisses, and exhaustion began to seep into my bones. The pulse of pink and red ebbed away. For now, the primal lust was sated.
“Marnie,” Gabe said softly as he ran his fingers into my hair. “I have to tell you… I have to tell you who I really am.”
“I know who you are,” I murmured sleepily. “I know you’re mine. I think that’s enough for now.”
“Marn—” he whispered again.
“Gabe,” I whispered right back. “After this. Let’s just have this. Tell me whatever you want after we sleep.”
I gently crawled off of him and laid down beside him, still not caring that we were openly naked in a building anyone could walk into. It must have been another side effect of lust. He tensed for a moment, then turned on his side. I wondered if he was going to keep talking, and I selfishly prayed he wouldn’t. My eyelids felt like weighted iron doors. Thankfully, I felt him relax against me, fitting himself perfectly to me. His wiry frame was steely against my soft curves, but they somehow melded together perfectly. His arm tightened protectively around my waist, and I breathed in his smell deeply. Cigarette smoke and clean skin. Leather and something spicy and warm. Home.
“Hey, mister,” I said sleepily. “Aren’t you the one who’s so worried about staying hidden?”
“Hmm,” he murmured, his voice as fuzzy and thick as mine. For some reason, his own supernatural exhaustion verified what I’d already guessed. Lust was still working on us, making us selfish and keeping us close. It wanted us drowsy and drunk on each other. If we weren’t actively tearing each other apart, it still wanted us touching, too wrapped up in each other to care about our own self-preservation. A small voice in my head protested, reminding me that we were supposed to be discreet, but a larger part of me waived those worries away. I would have laid in that bar, wrapped up in a tangle of limbs, for the rest of my life. If this was eternal damnation, I would take it.
