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Pink, pouty lips that I had fantasised about tasting for as long as I could remember.

Kali…

‘Chance?’ Her voice was light, tentative, and utterly soul-crushing.

My mouth opened to say her name, but no sound came out. I wasn’t suffocating, but there was no air to move through my vocal cords. In fact, I wasn’t sure I even had any. I felt weightless and insubstantial, so much so that I was surprised I could feel anything at all.

‘It’s okay,’ she soothed, compassion and understanding shining through in those big blue eyes. ‘It takes a while to feellike you’re coming back to yourself, but you will. You’ve already done so well.’

Internally, because that was all I was capable of at that moment, I preened at her praise. I wasn’t sure what I was doing well, since I felt like I was doing the exact opposite, but I decided to take her word for it. Her approval meant everything.

Fuck, I was such a sap. My obsession with her had risen to new heights. It didn’t matter if I never got to kiss her, to feel her writhe with pleasure beneath me, or feel her slick heat clenching around my cock. Those were irrelevant, physical sensations that paled in comparison to the strength of my love for her. Sure, they would have been a pleasant bonus, but there was nonessential. My love was unconditional, and her reciprocation was not necessary. I was hers, pure and simple.

Another trail of ice proceeded a stroke down my arm, but she didn’t move. It took me a moment to realise she wasn’t stroking me with her hands, but with those intriguing shadowy tentacles that clung to her frame. I knew then that they were a part of her, an extension of her being that coalesced into a physical manifestation of dark tendrils. She seemed to be controlling them. No, that wasn’t quite right. After watching her for a few more moments, I could see that she wasn’t controlling them so much as they were responding to her. Her thoughts? Her emotions? I didn’t have those answers, but I didn’t much care. The result was the same. Little by little, piece by piece, I was coming back to myself, and her gentle ministrations were softly nudging me into place.

My heart melted into a Kali-shaped puddle at the realisation that she was essentially nursing my form back together, carefully helping me rearrange the pieces of my soul until they resembled a Chance-like shape. She was saving me, supporting me in a way no one but her ever had, only this time there was no competingwith another man. Her attention, heraffection, was solely on me.

She had never been more beautiful to me than in that moment.

She had never felt more like mine.

Chapter 10

Rhodes

Water sluiced over my body in a steady stream of heat and massaging pressure. My muscles relaxed, bit by bit, as I let the shower work its magic and release the tension from my shaky and abused body. A body that was betraying me, yet again.

I’d had another seizure, though this was one less of a full-on fit and more of the absent type. The only reason I knew it had happened was because of the time I had lost. It felt like I had woken up after sleeping in an awkward position, my entire body achy and stiff while my head pounded like someone had taken a sledgehammer to my skull. I’d been disoriented, confused, and my tongue had felt too big for my mouth. With a herculean effort, I had managed to roll over, reach out my arm, and snag my phone from where it had fallen to the floor. The last thing I remembered was the cop leaving the house, and suddenly it was mid-afternoon the next day.

I couldn’t even recall making my way up the stairs to my bedroom, let alone tucking myself in. It must have been Mikey, whom I’d discovered had slept in the guest room in the armchair beside the bed. I’d stumbled my way down the hall to check on them, curious if my slow memory was correct and I still hadvisitors, or if my brain was too muddled and had accidentally combined separate scenarios.

I was glad it wasn’t the latter.

My mind drifted back to a particular, fair-haired ghosty, and my cock twitched at the memory of seeing her without anything obscuring her from me. There were no trees and bushes, no shadows, and certainly no seizures that hid any part of her from my view, and I was finally able to see her in her exquisite entirety.

Heat pooled deliciously in my lower belly, my cock now standing at full attention as I pictured those perfectly pouty lips that just begged to bit nipped and sucked. And thatbody. All those delicious curves teased and tested my desire to be a gentleman. I wasn’t even sure if it was possible for me to touch her or if I’d fall right through, but by god, I wanted to. I wanted to run my fingers through that long, silky hair. I wanted to trace the dips and curves of her breasts, her hips, and fuck me, her ass. So plump, my teeth ached to sink into the bountiful flesh.

It was clear that before she’d died, she had taken great care of her body. Her curves were the perfect balance between muscular and soft, in such a way that enhanced the strength that lay beneath. She was toned, but still fleshy enough to jiggle in all the best places.

I couldn’t remember the last time I had ever wanted anyone as much as I wanted her. Kali was… perfection.

My brain conjured up an image of her on her knees before me, her pink lips wrapped around my sensitive head as she sucked and licked. I wondered if she would enjoy the way I tasted, if she would spit or swallow, or if she would prefer if I forewent spilling my seed down her throat in favour of painting her in streaks of white.

Pleasure pulsed through my shaft and squeezed at my balls. Iached. My need for her had never been stronger, and I couldn’tresist sliding my hand down my front. I paused at my chest, flicking my nipples in an attempt to drag out the pleasure. I wanted to feel how good she could make me feel without even needing to touch me. She didn’t even have to be here to undo me, and I swore that thought alone almost made me lose control.

How could someone like her even exist? Her strength, her perseverance. Even death hadn’t cowed her. She was still fighting despite having lost the biggest fight of them all. But was it? There was more to this story than I knew, and life didn’t end at death. It was a mystery I suddenly wanted to solve, not for my sake, but because I needed to know that regardless of what happened to me, wherever I ended up, she would be okay. She had Chance now, and while that thought was comforting, I couldn’t help the stab of envy that jolted through me. Lucky bastard.

But at the thought of Chance, the image in my head suddenly changed. No longer was Kali just on her knees for me, but she was bent over, her ass in the air as she presented herself to Chance. And fuck, what a stunning pair they made. I imaged his cock to be long and thick, the head an angry red as he strained to contain himself before he blew all over her back, before he’d even had the chance to be inside her.

I imagined him notching his crown at her hot, wet slit, and slowly pushing in. She would moan, the sound reverberating down my cock and settling in my balls. I twitched so hard my hand flew down to grip the base in an attempt to stop myself from blowing. My orgasm was just there, so close. Too close. I didn’t think I would ever had the opportunity to fuck Kali, let alone spit roast her with her brother-in-law. I wanted this to last.

My hand coasted up my shaft, my palm brushing against my most sensitive spots, and I couldn’t withhold my groan of pleasure if I’d tried. I did it again, enjoying the way my cock pulsed in time with my fast beating heart. My breaths cameout in harsh, shallow puffs as I slowly coaxed my pleasure even higher.

Eventually, when the ache became too much to bear, my other hand skirted lower until I was cupping my balls, rolling them between my fingers and squeezing to try to ease the discomfort.

Not yet.Not yet…

But imaginary Chance thrust into Kali from behind, so hard she choked on my cock as it slid further down her throat, and tears sprung to her eyes as she held my gaze from beneath her low-lidded lashes. It threw me right to the edge until I was teetering, a gentle breeze all it would take to push me over.