Chapter 34
It’s Only Ever Been You
SHADOW
Present Day
The sunlight of the early morning draws me from my sleep. My arm still cradles Jessica’s head. My other hand drapes over her hips. She didn’t move while she slept, not even to stir from nightmares that haunt her in her sleep. I surge with pride, knowing my presence kept the demons at bay.
I bury my face in the tangled mess of her hair and take a deep breath.
She still uses the same shampoo. The soft scents of lavender and honey fill my senses.
My cock stirs, remembering how that same scent glided over me every time she was near me, on me, around me.
I remember how her eyes crinkle at the corners when she smiles or laughs.
Those memories are all I have left of her.
Trailing kisses from the crook of her neck down to her shoulder, I enjoy the tingles of electrical impulses on my lips as I lavish her skin.
This isn’t how I imagined our life together—separated by circumstances out of our control.
Time was stolen from us, time I thought we would always have. Fucking Resistance.
Anger flares within me, but I tamp it down by focusing on her body. I place my hand over her abdomen and grind my cock against her ass. My fingers slide over her silky shorts to the apex of her thighs. A gasp escapes from her lips as I begin to caress her center.
Her hand slips under my forearm, gripping my wrist, and she turns her face into the crook of my arm, exposing more of her neck to me. I continue to grind against her, and she pushes back, increasing the pressure.
Smiling against her skin, I nip lightly, loving the way she responds to me. I want more. I want her mouth on mine. I want to feel all of her. I want to see her naked breasts and feast on those hardened peaks. She hums as I massage her clit.
That fucking sound, that throaty hum, is all it takes. Moving my hand up and under her shorts and underwear, I slip my finger between her slick wet folds.
“I need your mouth, Princess. I need to kiss you while I make you come.” She barely has time to turn her head.
Leaning over her, I crash my lips against hers, sucking and biting until she parts them.
She emits another soft moan. Slowly and sensually, I fuck her mouth with my tongue, in sync with the rhythm of my fingers as they play over her clit.
I break our kiss to lick a trail down her jaw to a sensitive spot on her neck.
She twists her upper body toward me. Palming my cheek, she brings my mouth back down on her own.
Her other hand grips my wrist, holding it in place as I bury two fingers deep inside of her and grind the heel of my palm against her clit.
She moans louder into my mouth, driving me insane. I yank on the neckline of her thin camisole, snaping the thin straps and exposing her breasts. She gasps when I pinch one precious nipple.
“You know what those moans do to me,” I pant in her ear, grinding into her, searching for that perfect pressure. “Fucking perfectly wet for me, Princess.” Her head tilts back as I squeeze her breast and work that little bundle of nerves with my fingers.
“Please,” she whispers, arching her hips. I move to the other breast and pinch her nipple hard. She moans and slides her tongue into my mouth briefly before I lean down to suck on her nipple. I fuck her pussy with my fingers and suck hard on her hardened peak.
I want to taste her. I push myself up and, with one swift motion, flip her onto her stomach.
She emits a muffled squeak as I rake her shorts and panties down her body.
I press my body over her back and move her hair to expose the skin of her back.
Her body stiffens as I kiss, lick, and nip at the scars on her back.
I know she hates them, always wearing clothes to cover them up. I have always loved them, though. They are a part of her. She wears her strength of survival like a badge. I slide a pillow under her hips and squeeze each butt cheek.
“So fucking beautiful, Princess.”
Gliding my hands down the backs of her thighs, I gently push them apart. I admire her glistening folds. Mine. Running my nose up her seam, I inhale the scent of her arousal and slowly slide my tongue from her clit up to her tight hole. I suck at her lower lips and fuck her pussy with my tongue.
Her face is buried in the pillow; her muffled noises and deep throaty hums spur me on more.
Her thighs begin to tremble. I know she’s close, so I push my thumb against her taint, slowly massaging the area as I lick and suck at her clit.
Her sounds of pleasure grow louder as she pushes against my mouth, pleading for release.
Sliding in two fingers, I pump them in and out, alternating between flicks of my tongue and sucks.
“Shadow, please! I need to come!”
My entire body freezes. She called me Shadow, after I asked her to call me by my name. Her refusal to do so hurts me more than I care to admit.
I flip her onto her back, and she emits a frustrated grunt. Her face is flushed, and her lips are swollen in a slight pout.
I smile down at her, justified in denying her pleasure when she denies me the same. Crawling up her body, slowly licking and biting on my way up, I stop at her breasts to feast on her perfectly peaked nipples. Her hand tries to move between us, but I grab her wrist and hold it against the mattress.
She growls when I suck harder. Her body trembles with need. Releasing her nipple with a pop, I hover my lips just above hers. The tip of her tongue peeks out, but I push up just out of her reach.
“Do you want to come on my cock, my fingers, or my mouth, Princess?”
“Your cock, please.” She raises up on one elbow, lightly pressing her lips against my own and tenderly running her tongue across my bottom lip, tasting her own desire.
I pull down my lounge pants, releasing my throbbing cock from its confines. I rub the crown of my hard cock along her slit, and she rewards me with a deep, throaty moan. Her lips curve. I slide my cock between her wet folds and softly curse myself for thinking I could win this battle.
“Say my name, Princess, and I promise to make you come.” Panting against her lips, I close my eyes as I continue to rub myself against her. She spreads her legs wider, giving me more room to roll my hips against her heat. Her head drops back, and she grazes her breasts with her fingers.
Fuck me. With one thrust of my hips, I sit deep inside of her. We cry out together. Gripping the back of her neck, I smash my mouth against hers. I cant my hips in a slow rhythmic motion. Releasing her mouth on a gasp, she thrust her hips up to meet my own.
“It’s only ever been you, Princess,” I murmur above her lips. “I am still and will always only belong to you. I promised you that it would always be you, and I kept it.”
Her arms wrap around me, pulling me closer as I continue to thrust inside of her. She closes her eyes, and a single tear escapes. “Shadow,” she whispers.
I taste the tear before it disappears and kiss the corner of her eye.
“Tyler,” I remind her. I roll my hips and pin her arms above her head. “Open your eyes, Princess. I want to see all of you when I make love to you.”
She shakes her head, and another tear falls.
“Whatever it is that is stuck in your head, stop. Stop overthinking. Just let me back in. I’m not leaving until I win this ridiculous game and play a part in whatever plans you concocted.”
Her eyes snap open, and her lips part.
I capture her mouth before she protest. Not this time, Princess. No more hiding. No more games. If she wants the Resistance, then I will help her because I want them, too. They ruined my life, forcing me to make choices against my will.