Page 54 of Shadowed Vows: Ghost (Nightfall Syndicate #1)
Before I can react, Kade's fingers hook into the sides of my underwear. With a sharp tug, he rips the delicate lace clean off my body. The sound of tearing fabric echoes loudly in the tiled shower stall, sending a pulse of heat through me. My clit throbs at his show of strength.
"Hey, I needed those," I protest weakly, not really meaning it. I throb with need, all thoughts of modesty long forgotten.
Kade's dark eyes lock onto mine, blazing with lust.
"I'll buy you a whole fucking drawer full," he growls.
His large hands grip my ass, lifting me and pulling me flush against his rock-hard body. "Now shut up and let me fuck you."
Without warning, Kade thrusts into me, filling me completely in one powerful motion. I cry out at the sudden fullness, my nails digging into his broad shoulders as pleasure and pain blur together. My inner walls stretch to accommodate him, the slight burn only amplifying the pleasure.
"Fuck," I gasp, my inner walls clenching around his thick cock. Kade stills, his dark eyes locked on mine as he gives me a moment to adjust to his size.
"Move," I demand breathlessly, rolling my hips to take him deeper. "I need you to fuck me."
Kade takes me at my word. He lets out a deep, animalistic sound and starts pounding into me relentlessly.
Every forceful thrust sends waves of pleasure through my body.
I enthusiastically move with him, our hips crashing together as we fuck with wild abandon.
Each thrust drives the air from my lungs, making it hard to breathe.
The shower wall presses against my back, its cool surface making the fire blazing between us feel even more intense. The opposing sensations only make me feel more out of control, every nerve ending scream for more of his touch.
My legs wrap tighter around his waist, pulling him closer as I chase my release. The water continues to pour over us, steam rising around our bodies.
"That's it," Kade grunts, his voice rough with lust. "Take my cock, baby. You feel so fucking good."
Kade's rough voice sets my nerves alight.
The pleasure builds even higher. I'm right on the brink of release, every nerve ending tingling.
The only thing I can concentrate on is how incredible Kade feels as he thrusts into me, filling me up so perfectly.
My vision starts to blur at the edges, overwhelmed by sensation.
I drag my nails down Kade's muscular back, likely leaving angry red marks in their wake. A thrill runs through me at marking him.
He retaliates swiftly, biting down on my shoulder hard enough to bruise. I cry out as the sharp pain mingles with intense pleasure, making me moan loudly. My body arches against his, craving more.
"Harder," I gasp desperately, my voice hoarse with need. "I need more. Please, Kade."
He obliges without hesitation, his powerful thrusts becoming even more forceful. One of his large hands grips my hip bruisingly tight, holding me in place as he drives into me relentlessly. His other hand tangles in my hair, tugging my head back to fully expose the vulnerable curve of my throat.
A whimper escapes me as his lips and teeth assault the sensitive skin there. He sucks and bites, no doubt leaving vivid marks .
Claiming me. Marking me as his.
The possessiveness in his touch makes me shudder with desire. My body responds instantly, a fresh rush of wetness easing his relentless pace.
My nails dig deeper into his back as the pleasure builds to an almost unbearable intensity. I'm trembling, right on the edge of ecstasy. Just a little more.
I'm overwhelmed by sensation—the fullness of him inside me, the sting of his bites, the pressure building low in my belly. It's almost too much, yet not enough. I want to crawl inside his skin, to consume and be consumed.
"Look at me," Kade commands.
I force my eyes open, meeting his intense gaze. The raw emotion I see there takes my breath away. Desire, yes, but also vulnerability and a fierce protectiveness that makes my heart ache.
"You're mine," he growls. "Say it."
"I'm yours," I gasp out. "And you're mine."
Something flashes in Kade's eyes—surprise, maybe, or wonder. He kisses me deeply, pouring everything he can't say into it. I return the kiss with equal fervor, trying to convey all the complicated emotions swirling inside me.
Our movements become more frantic, chasing release. Kade's thumb finds my clit, circling roughly. The added stimulation pushes me over the edge.
I come with a cry, my entire body seizing with pleasure so intense it borders on pain. Stars explode behind my eyelids as wave after wave of ecstasy crashes through me, my inner walls clenching tightly around him.
Kade follows seconds later, burying his face in my neck as he shudders through his own release. We stay like that for long moments, both of us trembling and breathing heavily. My body feels like jelly, my mind blissfully blank.
Slowly, carefully, Kade lowers me to my feet. My legs feel wobbly, and I lean against him for support. He wraps his arms around me, holding me close.
"Are you okay?" he murmurs against my hair.
I nod, not trusting my voice just yet. My body still tingles with aftershocks, my pulse gradually slowing.
I sigh contentedly as Kade holds me close, his strong arms wrapped around me. The tension from earlier has melted away. I feel safe here with him, despite everything that's happened.
Kade adjusts the temperature of the shower, making the water warmer. He grabs a bottle of soap and pours some into his hand.
"Let me," he murmurs.
His touch is surprisingly gentle as he begins to wash me. His calloused hands glide over my skin, leaving trails of soap bubbles in their wake.
There's an almost reverent quality to his movements, like he's memorizing every curve and plane of my body. I tremble under his tender ministrations, my oversensitized skin responding to even this light touch.
When he's finished, I take the soap from him. "My turn," I say softly.
I run my hands over his muscular chest and arms, marveling at the strength coiled beneath his skin. My fingers trace old scars, silently asking questions I'm not sure I want the answers to.
Kade remains still under my ministrations, his eyes never leaving my face. The intensity of his gaze makes my cheeks flush with heat .
Suddenly, voices echo from outside the shower room. My eyes widen in alarm.
Before I can react, Kade bellows, "Go away!"
He moves swiftly, pressing me against the tiled wall and covering my body with his own. The possessive gesture sends a thrill through me. My heart races at the thought of being discovered, and I'm surprised that it's not just embarrassment but also excitement flooding through me.
"I swear, I'll have to kill them or at least gouge their eyes out if anyone sees you naked," Kade growls, his lips brushing my ear.
A surprised laugh escapes me. "You would, wouldn't you?"
Kade pulls back slightly, his intense gaze locking onto mine.
"Without hesitation," he confirms, his voice deadly serious.
My breath catches at the fierce protectiveness in his eyes. This man, who can be so ruthless and deadly, treats me with such care and tenderness. The contrast is dizzying. My stomach flutters with something that feels dangerously close to... love?
I reach up, cupping his face in my hands. "Kiss me," I whisper.
Kade obliges, capturing my lips in a searing kiss that makes my toes curl. As I melt into him, I know with absolute certainty that I'm falling hard for this complicated, dangerous man.
Falling? No, I' ve fallen. And he's mine.
The realization hits me like the rush—terrifying and exhilarating all at once. My heart hammers against my ribs as I break the kiss, needing him to know.
"I love you," I whisper against his lips, the words spilling out before I can overthink them. "God, Kade, I fucking love you."
His body goes completely still under my hands, those intense blue eyes searching mine for any hint of reservation. I hold his gaze, letting him see the truth.
"I know it's fast and maybe insane considering everything, but I'm not running from this anymore. I love you. The man who'd kill anyone who hurt me but treats me like I'm something precious."
Something raw and vulnerable flashes across Kade's face. His grip on me tightens.
"Say it again," he demands, his voice rough.
"I love you."
A dangerous smile spreads slowly across his face. "Good," he murmurs, pressing his forehead to mine. "Because I meant it when I said I loved you. You're mine now, Bennett. And I'm never letting you go."