Danielle's Shadow Master - Part II

Suddenly, a cool hand touched Danielle’s face and she screamed again.

“Hush, baby, it’s only me. You’ve been having a nightmare.”

She sat quickly, the adrenaline racing through her system, the nightmare threatening her sanity. Her lifemate, Stephen, gathered her into his arms and held her close. He didn’t say anything. He didn’t have to, just his being there was enough.

When her trembling stopped, when she felt that she could face him, she shifted positions to look up at him. His ocean blue eyes caught hers and her heart filled with love. They both knew it wasn’t a nightmare, that she had dreamed of a painful memory. Yet neither wanted to discuss it. Danielle only wanted to forget.

She snuggled into her Stephen’s arms and nodded at his unspoken request. He wanted her permission before he clouded her memories. Though Stephen was her mate and master, he was also her best friend. He was and continues to be the light to her darkness.

“I want to taste you, love,” he said.

“Yes,” she whispered into his ear and tilted her head to offer her throat.

Danielle expected him to bite her then, but Stephen had other plans. Hurriedly, he removed her nightgown and lay her back onto their bed. Funny, she didn’t remember him removing his own clothes, but then with his preternatural speed, he could have stripped in front of her and she might not have seen it.

“Stop thinking,” he whispered. “You think too much.”

He tickled her ribs and Danielle squealed with delight. Laughing, Danielle squirmed under him. She blushed, knowing he could read her thoughts, could feel her emotions. Raising her green eyes, she saw that his were glowing gold, showing his hunger and desire.

She put her hands into his short brown hair, pulling him down to her. The smell of a spicy cologne mixed with his unique scent calmed her. Her shadow master could take on Stephen’s form, but never his scent.

He claimed her mouth first, with soft kisses that soon turned rough. His hands caressed her body, sending her into a frenzy, touching her most intimate places and leaving her wanting more. She tried to lower her hands to touch him and he quickly pulled away, while simultaneously flipping her over onto her belly. He tugged her into a hands and knees position and purred into her ear.

In a single move, he thrust forward filling her pussy and biting down on her neck. Danielle clutched the sheets and called out Stephen’s name. She climaxed as the momentary pain moved towards mindless pleasure. He fed the pleasure with his desire, flooding her with his own feelings. She fed him her emotions, laced with her love and surrender while he feasted on her powerful blood.

When Stephen’s thirst was sated, he licked her neck clean. Danielle’s nightmare was long forgotten. The only thing on her mind was pleasing him. He was still joined with her, his body without relief and Danielle waited not so patiently for him to continue.

“Tell me,” he ordered roughly. “Tell me what you want.”

“Please, Stephen,” Danielle begged without shame. “Please come for me, with me.”

His grunt of assent was her only warning. Pinning her beneath him with his teeth on her shoulder, Stephen fucked her like the animal he felt like. Like the animal she wanted him to be. His hand reached under her to play with her clit, while his lower body thrust into her repeatedly. She climaxed again, her bottom pushing backwards to meet him thrust for thrust, and still he held on.

In, out, in, out, faster, harder, the friction pushed Danielle over the edge repeatedly. She lowered her head to the silky sheets, leaving her bottom in the air. His teeth left her shoulder as he shifted to hold her hips. Reaching her right hand under her legs and upward to feel his cock and sacks, she lightly stroked him as he pounded into her. It was Stephen’s turn to explode. He threw his head back and roared, filling her with his seed. Danielle mewled underneath him, climaxing again as his emotions filled her senses.

It was long moments before either of them could move. Long moments before they wanted to move. In the end, Danielle lay curled in Stephen’s arms while he watched her sleep and kept her nightmares at bay.

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