Heartless (Steel Demons MC #6) - Crystal Ash Page 0,82

to mine, but those fingers between my legs stroked and caressed with confidence.

“What do you like here?” He gazed along the length of my body, taking in my reactions from my eyes to my toes.

“Exactly what you’re doing,” I breathed over his lips, an agonizing two inches away. “Don’t stop.”

He kissed me again, answering my silent plea. His tongue and fingers mirrored each other, stroking and licking, his touch becoming more refined as my body gave him more information. Shadow was incredible at reading me—I learned that from our first kiss. When a finger dipped inside me, I released a gasp, my hips bucking up against his hand.

“Are you okay?” A flash of worry crossed his face and I clamped my thighs around his hand before he could pull it away.

“Yes, yes.” I wrapped an arm around the back of his head, pulling him back down to me. “More, Shadow. That feels so good.”

With his mouth returned to mine, I directed his hand a bit more, sweeping his thumb over my clit in a motion that had me writhing. “Right there, that’s the key to making me come.” He hummed thoughtfully in response, his kisses moving to my neck as my instructions came out in breathy pants. “You can curl your fingers inside me—oh, fuck! Yes, Shadow. Just like that…”

Thank all the gods for Shadow being so keenly observant. He tried different angles, varying speeds, depths, and pressures—all of which drove me wild and left me trembling at the mercy of how he played my body.

“You’re so beautiful to watch,” he murmured, lips dragging a hot trail to my nipple.

I whimpered as he pulled the aching peak into his mouth, fingers gliding steadily in and out of me while his thumb teased my clit. My hips raised off the bed, pressing up into his hand to chase the feeling that crackled over me like electricity.

“Don’t stop,” I begged, clutching his arm like it would get me there faster. “Shadow, I’m so close.”

“Holy fuck…” was the last thing I heard him utter before the blood pounding in my ears became a roar.

My release sent me shaking, pleasure exploding from my core outward like fireworks. Shadow thankfully didn’t remove his hand from me until after my pleasure crested, the convulsions around his thick fingers so incredibly satisfying.

“Goddamn.” Shadow caressed his hand up my thigh, watching in awe as the shivers wracked through me and my chest became heavy with ragged breaths. “How did that feel?”

“How does it feel when you come?” I grinned breathlessly.

“Pretty fuckin’ good, but nothing that looks like that.” He palmed my hip and my waist, my wetness on his fingers leaving glossy marks on my skin. “You can do that again, can’t you?”

“You’re just as bad as Reaper,” I laughed, skimming both hands up his chest to wind around his neck. “Give me a minute to catch my breath.”

“Fine.” I felt his smile in his kiss and pulled him over me until his chest rested on mine with a comforting weight. “I’m not crushing you?” His hands slid under my back, holding me to him.

“No, I love how you feel.” My lips found his forehead and eyelids, placing soft, lingering kisses there while I relished in his gentle sighs.

“I love how you feel.” His forehead rested against my neck, placing small kisses on my collarbones. “I’ve never felt so…good.”

I laughed lightly, scratching over his neck and upper back. “I haven’t even done anything to you yet.”

“You don’t need to.” He lifted up from me slightly, returning that mouth to my neck with just enough suction and bite to bring back my shivers. “Pleasing you is just…everything.”

I spread my palms on Shadow’s back, trying to pull him back down, but he resisted, grinning wickedly as his hand returned to the slick, sensitive flesh between my legs.

“Have you rested enough?”

I answered him with a groan and a deep, tongue-fucking kiss. I wanted his cock, not his hand, but he made no move to even adjust that bulge pressing against the front of his jeans. My leg hooked around his hip, seeing if he would go along with the friction of his pants sliding down, but he remained steadfast and focused on me.

“Can I kiss you here?” he whispered with a swipe of his thumb over my clit.

“Yes,” I panted, hips lifting again as I grew dizzy with the realization that he really was going to make tonight all about me. It was both immensely touching and incredibly frustrating. Shadow, you