Shades (Evil Dead MC 3)

“Shades?”

“Yeah?”

“Tell me everything’s gonna be all right.”

He knew better than to lie to her, but he couldn’t stop the words she needed to hear from spilling out. Words he knew sure as shit were probably a lie. “Everything’s gonna be all right, baby.”

“I want you, Shades.”

He smiled down at her, letting her words melt through him. “Feeling wanted feels good.”

“I want to love you tonight.”

“Gotta say, likin the idea of being loved by you, Sky.” Her hands stroked softly up the bare skin of his back, and his eyes slid closed, and his jaw tightened as he felt himself grow even harder than he already was. And he knew there was no turning back now. He wanted his dick buried inside her. It was all he could think of, all he’d thought about all summer. No, not thought about, been consumed with. And there was one thing he knew wasn’t a lie. He couldn’t stop now if he wanted to. A muscle ticked in his jaw as he looked down at her. “I don’t mean to scare you, baby…but, this is going all the way. Ain’t no stopping now.”

She stroked the hair back from his head tenderly, and then repeated the strokes several more times, while he stared down at her. “I don’t want to stop you.”

“No one’s ever paid me attention like you,” he confessed. “The gentle way you touch me, shit, you got my heart pounding. I don’t think you realize, Sky, the way you affect me.”

She grabbed his rosary chain and pulled him down, her mouth opening under his as he dove in. His body moved against her as he slid up a few inches and took control of the kiss, claiming her with his mouth as he pinned her to the bed.

After a few minutes, he went up on his knees, looking down at her, his hands going to the fastening of her jeans. While he worked at getting them down, she writhed on the bed, pulling her shirt over her head to toss it to the floor where her jeans soon followed. And then Shades sat back on his haunches and grinned as he took in her camouflage patterned bra and panty set. He chuckled. “Camo, babe, really?”

“I saw them at Wally World. I thought they were cute.” She wiggled. “What, you don’t like them?”

“Oh, I like, darlin’. I like. But I’d like them a hell of a lot more on the floor.”

She undulated her body, and tempted, “Then maybe you should do something about that.”

“Oh, I plan to.” He reached to hook his hands in the fabric at her hips and began to slowly pull them down. They joined the growing pile on the floor. Then he stretched next to her and slid one bra strap slowly down her arm, pressing kisses along the edge of the bra. And then his hand was sliding under her to unhook it and toss it to join the rest.

His eyes roamed over her, his palm following along the trail of his eyes.

“No fair. You’re still half dressed,” she whispered breathlessly.

“You in a hurry all of a sudden?”

“No.” Her voice panting, her chest rising and falling.

“Then let me take my time and do this right, okay?”

“Okay.”

“You just relax, and let me set the pace.” His mouth moved to her throat, a barely there brush of his lips and facial hair before moving lower, trailing down to her breast.

“Okay.” Her voice was a little shaky now.

He captured a nipple in his mouth and sucked hard liking the way she arched her back, begging for more. He growled and gave it to her, latching on to her other nipple with no mercy while his thumb and finger tormented the first. Fingers slid into his hair and clenched, holding him to her. His angel liked it a little rough. Good to know.

Pressing a line of soft kisses down her belly, he moved lower, drawn like a moth to a flame. Her scent calling to him, pulling the deepest animalistic cravings from him.

He planted himself between her legs, his broad shoulders pushing her thighs wide, holding her open to him, and then his eyes traveled up over her body and locked with hers as his mouth sought her out. Her body jerked with the first stroke of his tongue, and then her head fell back, her back arching, her body

seeking his touch. He didn’t disappoint her, his mouth moving over her, giving her what she wanted. And then he took it up a notch, two fingers moving inside her, hooking to find that sweet spot that had her suddenly frantic with need. He didn’t let up until she was right on edge, and then he replaced his mouth with the pressure of his thumb, and she crashed over the threshold. Lifting his head, he watched the cascades of pleasure wash over her.

Beautiful. Fucking beautiful.

She lay panting as he slid up her body to pin her to the bed with his weight and took her mouth, capturing her breathy moan. When he lifted his head, he rose up on his elbows, his biceps caging her in as his hands brushed the hair back from her face. The look on her face was dreamy and angelic and everything he’d hoped for. And he’d put that look there.