Chapter 5 #2
I knew his shadows could take his pants away in an instant, but he didn’t call on them, and I knew why. There was something so sinful and enticing about pleasuring each other while fully dressed… and with André just on the other side of the door.
My hand slipped past his waistband too, and I found him scrumptiously hard, skin sizzling hot as my fingers wrapped around his shaft.
Our panted breaths mixed when I began to stroke him, much slower than I had this morning since he was still swollen from my “attention”.
Although, he had enjoyed every second of it.
“I’m going to need you to attack me like that again… at least once a day,” Dante added, hearing my thoughts. A naughty smirk stretched his lips before his wrist tilted and he slipped his finger deep inside me.
“Dante!” I moaned, gripping his hardness tighter in response to the pleasure pulsing through me with his finger sliding in and out.
His smirk turned deadly right before he claimed my mouth, and my stroking increased on him. Enjoying his every reaction when I squeezed his head and rubbed my thumb over his tip.
I fought to hold myself upright. Waves of need rolled into me every time his touch circled the most sensitive part of me, his finger increasing the pace inside me.
With each ravaging kiss, the need pushed us higher and higher until I knew I’d hardly take another breath without coming apart for him and he for me.
My other hand joined in stroking him, and I could feel his hardness begin to jerk in my hold when I squeezed him, his throbbing becoming everything I wanted.
The sweet orgasm was building for both of us.
“I need you inside me, Dante. Desperately.”
“Not right now. Tonight.”
“Do not deny me!” Star growled before I could, and a stormy night ignited Dante’s irises, darkening them.
Our pants instantly vanished with his shadows, and he pulled out of my hand, lifting me against the wall until my legs wrapped around him.
His throbbing hardness plunged into me the next second, stroking my aching insides hard, and giving me everything we were craving and more.
Why were we so fucking horny?
“Yes, Dante. Fuck me!” I screamed, letting go of the block I’d placed on the now vibrant and overwhelming world around me and letting everything rush at me all once.
Our mouths frenziedly claimed each other, our tongues dancing together and sending a rush of heightened need when he deepened the kiss.
His masculine scent crashed against Star’s heightened sense of smell, and it took over us in the most amazing way. Clinging to his neck as the feeling of his touch, the taste of his lips, and the heat of his body devastated me, something burst inside me.
Dante drove into me like a madman until we both exploded, the ecstasy burning through us while we struggled to hold on to our sanity. Our bodies shook against the door with the crashing waves of undiluted pleasure, rattling it while my walls sucked him impossibly deeper, making him jerk inside me.
“Fuck, yes!” Star sighed, my release satisfying her need.
Sooner or later, she was going to have to come out and experience this herself. Orgasms were the best fucking thing in this world.
It took several moments for our breaths to calm while Dante slipped in and out of me slowly, indulging us both in the feeling of our sleek bodies together. It was the most delicious feeling, especially now that everything felt more intense.
“Are you ready?” he finally asked, several minutes later.
Reluctantly, I nodded, looking at myself in his adoring eyes and silently wondering if André could ever look at me like that.
Dante cleaned us both, and just as it had taken them away, his shadows made our pants reappear, the leather hugging my curves. Silently calling him closer, I kissed him again, enjoying the feeling of his fingers caressing my white strands again and again.
When we stepped outside, we found the room empty, which made the uncomfortable feeling return to my chest twice as strong.
A smile instantly drove the feeling away when I caught my reflection in the mirror.
The once pastel blue and purple strands were gone, and badass crimson strands now framed my face.
“Did you just change my hair color?” Eyes widening, I turned to face Dante.
A loving smile curved his lips as his gaze roamed my face, and he pulled me by the waist, pressing me to him. “It looks better on you right now. It goes perfectly with those stunningly dangerous eyes.”
“Awe, see? He loves us just as we are…” Star all but melted for him, her emotion reaching my heart. “Fuck him again, Bitch. Harder this time.”
Dante’s throaty laughter brushed my smiling lips before I kissed him.
I completely agreed with him. Pastels were definitely not my thing.
“It’s easy to see why Natasha is in love with you.”
My statement caused a thoughtful look to cross Dante’s expression as he caressed my cheek. “Why you love me, Natalia. You, Natasha, and Starlight are the same, remember that. You love me…”