Page 31 of Shadowed Vows: Ghost (Nightfall Syndicate #1)

I blush at the compliment, feeling exposed in more ways than one. But as Kade's fingers trace the edge of my bra, all self-consciousness fades away.

There's only sensation, the scrape of his stubble against my collarbone, the heat of his breath on my skin, the tantalizing brush of his thumbs just beneath the fabric.

"Please," I whisper, not even sure what I'm asking for.

Kade understands. With a deft movement, he unclasps my bra, letting it fall away. His hands cup my breasts, thumbs circling my nipples until they peak.

"God, Kade," I moan, arching into his touch. "That feels so fucking good."

He captures my lips in another searing kiss, swallowing my gasps as his fingers continue their sweet torture. I can feel how hard he is against my stomach, the thick length of his cock pressing insistently against me. The knowledge that I affect him just as strongly only heightens my arousal.

My own hands grow bolder, tracing the defined muscles of his abdomen before dipping lower. Kade's breath hitches as I brush against the bulge in his pants.

"Alina," he groans, his voice strained. "Are you sure about this?"

I meet his gaze, seeing the mixture of desire and concern in those eyes. In this moment, I've never been more certain of anything.

"I want you, Kade. All of you."

Kade's eyes blaze with intensity. My heart pounds as his hands move to my waist, fingers teasing the waistband of my pants .

"May I?" he asks, voice husky.

I nod, unable to speak. Slowly, deliberately, he unbuttons my jeans and slides the zipper down. His gaze never leaves mine as he hooks his thumbs in the fabric and eases them over my hips. He kneels down so I can step out.

My breath catches as Kade's hands glide up my now-bare legs. His touch leaves trails of fire on my skin. When he reaches the edge of my panties, he pauses.

"Fuck, look at you," he murmurs, his warm breath caressing the wet silk covering my pussy. "I can smell how turned on you are."

He rises to his feet, standing before me with hungry eyes.

Heat floods my cheeks, but I don't look away. Instead, I reach for his belt, fumbling slightly with the buckle. Kade helps, and soon his pants join mine on the floor.

We're both down to our underwear now, the air between us charged. Kade's erection strains against his boxer briefs, the outline massive and intimidating. I stare at the prominent bulge, my mouth watering at the thought of what's underneath.

Slowly, I trace my fingers along the waistband of his underwear. Kade's breath hitches as I dip just beneath the fabric, feeling the coarse hair and heated skin.

"Alina," he groans. "You're killing me here."

I smile, feeling a surge of feminine power. "Then let's do something about that."

In one fluid motion, I pull his boxers down. His cock springs free, thick and hard. It's even bigger than I imagined—long, heavily veined, with a glistening drop of pre-cum beading at the tip. My pussy clenches at the sight, a rush of wetness soaking my panties .

I can't tear my eyes away and my breath catches in my throat as heat blooms across my chest. My fingertips tingle with the urge to touch him, to feel the velvet-smooth skin stretched over rigid hardness. My tongue darts out to wet my suddenly dry lips.

"You're staring," he whispers, his voice rough with desire.

"Can you blame me?" I manage to say, my own voice barely recognizable.

I push myself up from my knees, steadying myself against his chest. Kade's large hands find my hips, his breathing uneven as I stand before him. My legs tremble slightly as I wait for what comes next.

Kade's hands move to my panties, fingers hooking in the sides. He looks at me, seeking permission. I nod, and he slides them off, his knuckles deliberately grazing my thighs as he does.

His gaze is scorching as it travels from my breasts down to the neatly trimmed patch of hair between my legs.

"Fucking hell," he breathes, eyes darkening with lust. "You're perfect."

Before I can respond, his mouth is on mine again. The kiss is deep and passionate, his tongue tangling with mine. I moan as his hand cups my breast, thumb circling my nipple before pinching it lightly.

Kade's lips leave mine, trailing hot kisses down my neck. He pauses to suck hard at my pulse point, making me gasp. Lower he goes, leaving a path of fire in his wake, marking me as his.

When he reaches my breasts, he takes a nipple into his mouth, sucking hard before flicking it with his tongue. The sensation of his hot mouth against my sensitive flesh makes me cry out. My hands tangle in his hair, holding him close as he lavishes attention on first one breast, then the other.

"Kade," I whimper, my hips rocking against nothing, desperate for friction. "Please..."

He looks up, eyes dark with desire. "Tell me what you want, Alina."

"I want your mouth on me," I say boldly. "On my pussy. I need to feel your tongue."

A wicked grin spreads across his face. "As you wish."

Kade lifts me effortlessly, carrying me back to the couch. He sets me down gently, then kneels between my legs, spreading them wide with his broad shoulders. My heart races as I look down at him, his powerful frame positioned before my most intimate place.

Kade kisses his way down my stomach, hands caressing my thighs. When he reaches the junction between my legs, he pauses, his hot breath teasing my sensitive flesh.

"Look at me," he commands softly.

I meet his gaze just as his tongue makes a firm swipe along my slit. The pleasure is so intense I nearly come right then.

"Oh god," I moan, hips bucking involuntarily.

Kade's strong hands hold me steady as he continues his sweet torture. His tongue parts my folds, exploring every inch with deliberate precision. The wet heat of his mouth contrasts with the rough stubble grazing my inner thighs, creating a delicious friction that has me gasping.

"Fuck, you taste even better than I remembered," he growls against me, the vibration sending shockwaves of pleasure through my clit. "Your pussy is fucking perfect. "

His fingers spread me wider, exposing me completely to his hungry gaze before diving back in, his tongue circling my clit before fucking into me. I'm lost in a haze of sensation, every nerve ending on fire.

When he slides a thick finger inside me, I cry out. He pumps slowly, curling his finger to hit that spot deep inside that makes me see stars. Combined with the relentless attention of his tongue on my clit, it's almost too much to bear.

"That's it," he murmurs against my sensitive flesh. "Let me feel how tight this pussy is."

He adds a second finger, stretching me deliciously. The slight burn only heightens my pleasure as he works me open, his fingers moving in and out with increasing speed.

"Kade," I pant, grinding shamelessly against his face. "I'm close... I'm going to..."

"That's it," Kade praises, his voice rough with desire. "Come on my tongue, baby. Let me taste it."

His words push me over the edge. My back arches off the couch as waves of pleasure crash through me. My pussy convulses around his fingers as he continues to stroke that sweet spot inside me, prolonging my orgasm until I'm trembling and oversensitive.

He finally pulls away, his face glistening with my arousal. The sight of him licking his lips makes my spent body twitch with renewed desire.

"Kade," I whimper. "Please, I need you inside me."

He kisses me deeply, allowing me to taste myself on his lips. The eroticism of it makes me moan against his mouth.

"Are you sure?" he asks against my lips.

"Yes," I breathe. "I want to feel your cock inside me. "

He positions himself between my thighs, the thick head of his cock pressing against my entrance. I can feel him throbbing against me, hot and insistent.

"Look at me," he says softly.

I meet his gaze as he slowly pushes inside. The stretch is intense, bordering on painful, but Kade's eyes never leave mine. He pauses, letting me adjust to his considerable girth.

"Fuck," he hisses through clenched teeth. "You're so fucking tight... squeezing my cock like you were made for me."

I wrap my legs around his waist, urging him deeper until I feel him bottom out, his heavy balls pressing against my ass. The slight pain melts into pleasure as my body adjusts, my inner walls fluttering around his thickness.

"You feel amazing," he groans. "So tight, so wet, so perfect."

Kade begins to move, his thrusts slow and controlled at first. But as the pleasure builds, our movements become more urgent. I meet him thrust for thrust, my nails digging into his back.

"Fuck, Alina," he growls. "Your pussy feels so good around my cock."

His words hit me low in my belly, spoken in that rough, needy tone that makes my skin tingle from my neck all the way down to my pussy. I push my hips up, letting him sink further into my body.

"Harder," I gasp. "Please, Kade, fuck me harder."

He obliges, his hips snapping against mine with increased force. The room fills with the sound of skin slapping against skin, the wet squelch of his cock plunging into my soaked pussy, and our breathless moans .

The intensity of Kade overwhelms my senses. His thick cock stretches me perfectly, hitting all the right spots as he moves. Each thrust rubs against my clit, sending jolts of pleasure through my body.

The solid warmth of his muscular frame pressing down on me intensifies every sensation. It's almost too much, but in the most incredible way imaginable.

Kade's hand finds mine, our fingers intertwining. The gesture is unexpectedly tender amidst the intensity of our fucking. Tears prick at my eyes, overcome by the emotional and physical connection.

"I've got you," Kade murmurs, sensing my vulnerability. "Let go, Alina. I've got you."

His words unlock something inside me. I surrender completely to the moment, to the pleasure, to him. My orgasm builds rapidly, a tidal wave of sensation threatening to overwhelm me.

"Kade," I cry out. "I'm close, I'm going to—"

"Come for me," he commands roughly. "I want to feel your pussy milking my cock when you come."

His words push me over the edge. Pleasure rips through me like lightning, my back arching off the couch as my cunt convulses around him.

Kade follows seconds later, his rhythm faltering as he drives deep, cursing breathlessly as his cock pulses inside me. The hot splash of his cum filling me triggers another wave of pleasure, my body greedily taking everything he offers.

"Fuck, Alina," he groans, his powerful body shuddering above mine. His thumb finds my clit, circling roughly to prolong my orgasm until I'm writhing beneath him, oversensitive and begging .

With gentle strength, he wraps his arms around me and pulls me close on the couch.

I can feel the sticky evidence of our passion between my thighs, his cum slowly leaking from my well-fucked pussy.

The evidence of what we've done makes me shiver with lingering desire even as exhaustion washes over me.

We remain tangled together in comfortable silence, savoring the lingering waves of pleasure coursing through us. My fingers trace lazy patterns on his skin as I breathe in his masculine scent, feeling utterly content in this haze of intimate connection.

"Are you okay?" Kade murmurs, his fingers tracing gentle patterns on my skin.

I nod, not trusting my voice just yet. There's a vulnerability in this moment that both thrills and terrifies me. My body still hums with aftershocks of pleasure, hypersensitive to every brush of his fingertips.

What have we done? The thought flits through my mind, but I push it away. Right now, I don't want to analyze or overthink. I just want to be here, in this moment, with him.

Kade's arms tighten around me, as if sensing my inner turmoil. "Talk to me, Alina," he says softly.

I take a deep breath, gathering my thoughts. "I'm... I'm good. Better than good, actually." I look up at him, searching his face. "What about you? Are you okay?"

A shadow passes over his features, reminding me of the grief that led us here. "I..." he starts, then pauses. "I didn't expect this. Any of it. Roman's death, you... it's a lot to process."

I reach up, cupping his cheek. "I'm here," I whisper. "Whatever you need. "

Kade leans into my touch, his eyes closing briefly. When he opens them again, there's a raw honesty there that takes my breath away.

"I've lost so many people, Alina," he says, his voice barely audible.

The admission hangs between us, heavy with implication. I feel my heart swell with a mix of emotions—compassion, fear, and something dangerously close to love.

Kade pulls me closer, burying his face in my hair. I can feel the slight tremor in his body, a physical manifestation of the emotions he usually keeps so tightly controlled.

"You won't," I promise, even as a part of me wonders if I can truly keep such a vow in our dangerous world. "I'm not going anywhere."