27. Shadow
SHADOW
I was drunk. I didn’t get wasted often, but when I did, I tended to overdo it a bit. Tonight was no exception. I’d walked into the living room to find Church with Sirena up against a wall. It didn’t take two guesses to know he was fucking her.
I wasn’t mad that he was. Not really. What I was pissed about was that he didn’t care who saw it. The last thing I wanted was my girl’s intimate moments plastered for all of the drunk assholes of Chapel Crest to see.
Asylum had watched with me, silent as the night.
He’d not said a word since it happened either. Now, we were in the elevator headed to our dorm, Sirena between us.
To make matters worse, I had the shit Sin said to me in my head.
Sirena swayed a bit, and Asylum reached for her just before she staggered. She’d clearly had a little too much to drink, too.
I caught Asylum’s eye. He shook his head at me. I had no idea what that even meant because I was a little too tipsy and fucked in the head from the night’s events to think clearly.
The elevator dinged, the doors opened, and we stepped into the hall. Sirena let out a little laugh when he tripped over someone’s shoe in the hallway.
“Who the fuck loses a single shoe?” he snapped, righting himself. “Fucking idiots.”
“You sure have issues tripping lately,” I mused, grabbing Sirena as she tried to twirl away from us, her laughter loud. She stumbled against me and stared into my eyes.
“Hey,” she tittered, blinking her eyes at me.
“Hey,” I answered, giving her a smirk. “You’re really wasted.”
She laughed again and turned to tweak Asylum’s nose. He sighed, but gave her a smile.
“Could you get any slower with that lock?” I asked as he struggled with the key in the door for a moment.
“Fucking keycards. That’s what this room needs. Why the fuck doesn’t it just have a keycard?”
I chuckled at that as he continued to grumble before he finally unlocked the door. I led Sirena into the room and closed the door behind us, the lock clicking into place.
She danced away from me. I swallowed hard as she tugged her dress off, leaving her in her bra and panties.
“Now that’s a pretty sight,” Asylum murmured, standing next to me.
I nodded wordlessly.
“You going to do what Sin wants?” he asked, his focus on her as she removed her boots. He knew what Sin wanted. He knew I wasn’t liking the idea of doing it, but now that I was in a room with her and her clothes were off, I was finding myself struggling to not send him a hundred pictures of what I was seeing.
“Go,” Asylum said softly. “I’ll help you get through this so you don’t blow it.”
“Man, screw you,” I muttered.
“I’m serious. We need to build up your tolerance.”
Sin’s words flashed through my mind.
“Just give me a minute. I’m going to use the bathroom.”
Asylum ignored me and went to Sirena. I watched for a moment as he placed his hands on her hips and rocked with her to that tune he liked to hum.
I forced myself away and went into the bathroom. After closing the door behind me, I approached the sink and splashed water on my face.
Breathing out, I closed my eyes for a moment to ground myself before I unzipped my pants and pulled my hard dick out. Sin said to jerk off before I messed around with her.
Fuck it. I didn’t want a third accident. I was already humiliated from the first two.
I closed my eyes and pictured Sirena spread out before me, her pussy on display. My breath hitched as I jerked my dick, the feelings of euphoria building inside me.
It took me a few more minutes of lewd thoughts before I came on myself, my body trembling with the pleasure.
I blew out a breath and quickly washed up before giving myself one final look in the mirror while mentally telling myself no to fucking this up.
I left the bathroom to find Asylum and Sirena still dancing with each other. She saw me come out, and her eyes lit up. My heart jumped in my chest as she untangled herself from Asylum and came to me.
“Hey, cupcake,” I greeted her, my buzz still strong.
She smiled up at me, her face dazed. She was probably a little further gone than I was. She squeezed my hands before stumbling past me to go into the bathroom. I let her go and looked to Asylum as she closed the door.
“Take your pants off,” Asylum instructed.
“What? No. Why?”
“Because you’re going to get my forever girl into our bed and you’re going to make her come in your mouth. Or your hand. Or both, depending on how good you are.”
I swallowed hard at that. I knew that’s where this night was going, but damn, I wasn’t sure I could make this happen.
“Don’t worry. I’ll help you if you start to fuck up,” he said. “In the meantime, you’ll do what I tell you to do, OK? We’re going to make you a fucking stud in the sack.”
My face heated at his words, but I pushed my pants off and removed my shirt. I was still in my boxers. Sirena had never seen me like this. I always wore pajamas to bed. Asylum liked to tease me and tell me I looked like an old man in them, but fuck him.
I’d been working out with him, so it was showing. I’d worked out before him, but he pushed me for more, so at least I could compete with the Watchers if we ever did a shirtless contest.
“It’s taking her a long time,” I said, sitting on the edge of the bed.
“She’s taking a shower,” he said, cocking his head to the left. A moment later, the shower turned on. “Nice of her to do that unless you wanted to taste Chuch’s cock.”
I rolled my eyes. “Honestly, I don’t care. I just want to be with her. I accepted that she has other guys a long time ago. I’m OK with it.”
“Good.” Asylum sat beside me.
We were both quiet for a moment.
“When is Mirage coming back?” I asked. “When will you let him back out?”
Asylum sighed and looked at the wall in front of us. “I don’t know. He wants to always be in that stupid fucking rabbit mask. I’m worried about how many carrots he eats, too. He keeps it up, his ass will turn into a fucking rabbit and Dante will end up hunting him in the woods. It’s not a good look for me. I fucking hate carrots.”
I laughed softly. “I suppose that does make things more difficult.”
He huffed out a laugh before nodding. “I’ll let him out soon, though. My forever girl misses him. He misses her. As much as I’d like to keep her all to myself, I understand that others have needs, too. It sucks, though.”
I nodded. He wasn’t wrong.
“I like to think about it like this,” he continued softly. “None of us really has a family. We’re all a found family, or we will be soon. That means everything. If I could have that family unit, maybe life wouldn’t be so shitty. I’ve not had it since I lost Sirena all those years ago, and even then, all I had was her and Mirage.” He pointed to his head. “It would be nice to celebrate Christmas, maybe here and there.”
I studied him as he stared at the wall. He never really spoke normally. He typically was sarcastic and teasing and spoke in riddles, but this Asylum seemed thoughtful.
“I’m still weird,” he said, smiling at me. “Would you like to hear what I heard?”
“Sure, man.”
“Someday, the world will tremble when they hear a Ghost. The men at the top will stand to lose the most. Their sons will love our daughters. Marked by Frost and by Flame. They’ll dance on the grave of empires and play a harder game. They’ll wear their secrets stitched into their skin. Whispering truths where the end must begin.”
I logged his words deep into my mind.
“Asher? Flame?” I asked, studying him. I often liked to pick apart his riddles.
“Mm, Asher Valentine. Can you imagine a better man to be a father?”
I nodded at his statement. “He’s a good guy. Probably the most sane of all the Watchers.”
“For sure,” Asylum murmured.
“And Frost….Who is Frost?”
A faraway look washed over his face as he cocked his head left again.
“Who indeed… an enemy. The child of… Hmm.” He shook his head and sighed. “It’s unclear. I’m sure it’ll come when I need to see it.”
“Is his name Frost?” I pressed.
“Yes. His name is Frost. He’s a handsome fella. Hair white as snow. Eyes blue as the sky. He looks like a winter storm, and is just as cold and twisted. He is… a monster.”
I swallowed hard at that. In all the time I’d known Asylum, I never knew his predictions to be wrong. Maybe off a little with different scenarios, but never wrong. His endings were always correct. It freaked me out to think that someday Ashes would have a kid who got involved with a twisted enemy.
“Will everything be OK between them?” I asked.
Asylum looked back at me, his blue eyes glittering. “You ask too many questions, Shadow.”
I rolled my eyes at him. The door to the bathroom opened, and Sirena stepped out in nothing but a towel.
I swallowed hard as she approached us.
“Aren’t you a sweet little piece of candy that needs unwrapped?” Asylum mused as she stopped in front of us.
She fidgeted nervously with the hem of the towel and bit her bottom lip.
“Shadow, why don’t you be a dear and let her sit on your lap?” Asylum asked without breaking his focus from her.
I cleared my throat, my heart pounding quickly. I knew he wanted me to do as he said, and I was game, but damn, I was still a little wasted and nervous.
He nudged me with his elbow.
“Uh, hey,” I said, reaching out and taking her hand in mine. I gave her a gentle tug and pulled her down onto my lap. I’d never had a girl sit on my lap like this before, especially one in a towel and as hot as Sirena was.
“Here.” Asylum got up and went to his closet and rifled around for a minute before coming back with a bottle of booze. He uncapped it and took a massive drink before holding it out for me.
“Social lubrication helps,” he said.
I took the bottle and tipped it back, drinking down a big mouthful. I needed all the damn help I could get.
To my surprise, Sirena snagged the bottle and slammed it back, drinking some down too.
“Nice,” Asylum said, grinning at her.
Her cheeks flushed pink at his praise. He gave her a wink before he pulled open his dresser drawer and brought out a joint.
Or at least I thought it was a joint.
“What’s that?” I asked, eyeing the white stick.
“Sugar,” he murmured, lighting it up and taking a deep drag. “Grade A shit. New on the scene. Well, fairly new. Try it. I think you’ll like it. And if you do, you’ll get to meet the Sugar Daddy real soon.” A glazed look crossed his face again, and he crinkled his brows. “Oh, my. How…tragic.” He frowned, looking frazzled at whatever he’d seen .
“I thought you weren’t going to get high anymore,” I said, taking the sugar from him and smoking it. The high hit immediately. I blinked rapidly as the warmth swept through me. “Holy tater tots.”
Asylum let out a burst of laughter before taking the sugar back as I gave him the finger. “ Holy tater tots . Nice, you fucking dweeb.” He took another hit before moving forward and reaching for Sirena. He tilted her chin and leaned down before pressing his lips to hers. I watched as he blew the smoke into her mouth through the kiss he gave her.
“Let Shadow have some, firefly,” he murmured, releasing her.
She turned to me. My heart thrashed hard in my chest. Whenever she was close to me, I couldn’t keep myself calm. Kissing her was the most magical fucking thing I’d ever done in my life.
She brushed her lips tentatively against mine. I parted my lips for her, allowing her to deepen it if she so chose to.
And she did.
I inhaled the smoke from Asylum, relishing the high and the sense of calm it brought me. My worries and troubles seemed to melt away.
I managed to blow out the smoke quickly before pulling her to me for another kiss. She melted against me, making my high and buzz just that much more incredible.
I felt Asylum back away for a moment before I heard him pick my phone up from the bedside table.
I gently brought Sirena onto her back and continued to kiss on her. I didn’t touch her past gripping her bare thigh tightly.
“Touch her,” Asylum murmured.
What if I did it wrong? What if she hated it? What if I embarrassed myself again?
I’d fingered girls. I’d eaten pussy before. But this was her . Sirena. She was with the Watchers, and I knew damn well they knew what they were doing. Not that I’d ever had any complaints from girls before, but this was different.
“Get out of your head,” Asylum called out softly. “You know how to do this. Touch her pussy.”
I groaned against her lips, trying to calm myself. Trying to get myself to basically man-up and take what I wanted for so damn long.
I kissed her deeper and allowed my hand to travel further up beneath her towel.
“Spread your legs for me, cupcake,” I whispered against her lips, drawing in all my bravery to just say what I wanted to say and to hell with everything else. I deserved this moment. I’d practically died for it months ago in that damn woods.
“Wider, baby,” I husked out against her soft lips. “I’m going to eat your pussy until you fill my mouth.”
She let out a soft whimper against my lips. It drove my bravery further as her legs fell open for me. I knew she was drunk and maybe even a little high, but so was I.
Asylum was silent as he took pictures.
Sin was fucked up for wanting me to do this, but then again, I was fucked up for doing it.
This was it.
I let my hand travel to her pussy. I let out a soft groan as I swept my fingers up her drenched slit. She gasped softly for me, driving my madness further. Pushing through her folds, I rubbed her clit.
She cried out, her hips bucking slightly.
I took note of things she liked. The noises she made. The way her breath hitched when I did something she wanted. How her hips would shift upward to gain more from me.
From me.
Bryce Andrews.
I swear I died and went to heaven.
The first time I made her come for me, I wanted it to be in my mouth.
I moved down her body until I got between her legs. Exhaling, I placed kisses and gentle nips on her thighs.
I pushed her towel up just a bit and stared down at her bare, glistening center.
“Pretty, isn’t it?” Asylum called out thickly.
“Fuck yeah it is,” I answered back.
“Then fucking eat it.”
He didn’t need to tell me again. I dove in, my tongue seeking out her clit. She tangled her fingers in my hair, making me groan again.
And then I ate. Flicking. Sucking. I slid my finger into her pussy. She moaned softly for me.
It was driving me insane.
Thank God for Sin telling me to take care of my business before doing this with her because I know I wouldn’t have last five damn minutes. At least not until I got used to her and learned to calm myself.
She was the only girl I’d ever blown it early for. I hoped she saw that as a compliment and not as me just being a fucking loser.
I slipped in a second finger, making her breathe harder.
I ate and fingered her, earning those sexy-as-fuck hip thrusts from her, and then I felt her small body tense. I pressed on her lower abdomen like Sin told me to.
I continued at my pace, not altering a damn thing.
And that was it.
Moments later, she cried out, her body trembling as she came in my mouth. And fuck did I eat.
My heart soared at my accomplishment. I continued to drive her through one orgasm before bringing her to another within moments.
If she were any other girl, I’d put my dick inside her at this point, but I wanted to ride this wave as long as I could. I wanted to make her scream my name. Maybe even use my new crucifix I got from Sister Devon on her sweet pussy.
The thought turned me on, and I lapped all her juices up as she shook through it.
I came up from air a moment later and moved back up her body to kiss her. She didn’t hesitate. She kissed me back, her fingers threaded in my hair.
“Shadow,” she whispered against my lips.
“Sweet cupcake,” I answered back softly.
She gave me a tired, dazed smile, her lashes fluttering.
“Sleep,” I murmured to her. “You’re exhausted.”
She nodded sleepily at me before her eyes completely closed. I watched her for several long minutes until her breathing grew deep and even. Carefully, I pulled the blanket over her and tucked her in before looking at Asylum, still standing over us.
“Did you get it?” I asked, looking at him.
“All you need to do is hit send,” he answered, handing me the phone.
I swallowed hard and stared at the images.
There was no way in hell I was ever going back to not having her. Something dark and possessive unfurled inside my chest. Sin needed to be punished. He said it would make this easier.
So I’d punish him.
I hit send on the messages, and all the pictures went with it. Her legs spread wide. My head buried in her heat. My mouth on hers. Asylum got some good shots. I added a message.
She comes so pretty for me.
I breathed out and stared at Asylum, who wore a dark smile.
“Welcome to the dark side,” he said. “I’ll be your fucking tour guide.”
I smiled.
I looked forward to it.