She twisted her fingers tighter in his thick, dark hair, moaning softly as he kissed her with a fiery passion. Damn, he tasted incredible, and she couldn't get enough. As she felt her heat growing inside her, he suddenly lifted his head, a sense of disappointment filling her.
But he wasn't stopping, he stepped back, carrying her with him over to the bed. She held on with her arms and her legs wrapped around him, her mind feeling clouded with arousal. Laying her down gently, he leaned over her, pulling his shirt over his head before he kissed her again.Her hands wandered over his thickly muscled shoulders, loving the feel of them, and his strong, powerful body on top of hers. She lifted her knees either side of him, eager to feel him through the thin fabric of her underwear, and he didn't disappoint. He reached down to undo his belt and jeans, pushing them off with one hand while easily supporting himself with the other, his lips on hers again.When heJason held her close to him as her breathing slowed and she drifted peacefully into sleep. He smiled, breathing her in. She was perfect, and this was perfect, her laying here in his arms. He didn't want it to end. He stayed with her a while, but slowly felt his restlessness building. They really needed to get everything planned and ready. Sighing softly, he slowly unwound his arms from her, careful not to wake her. Placing a soft kiss on her cheek, he pulled the covers up around her, making sure she was warm, then got up and pulled his jeans and shirt back on, quietly heading back downstairs. Lukas was in the lounge with his laptop, and he looked up, raising an eyebrow as Jason came in. He shrugged, "She was spooked, but we.. talked," he said awkwardly, "She's asleep." Lukas smirked, "Sounded like a good talk," he said, amused. Jason grinned, the three of them could never keep anything from one another, not after all this time. "You think she'll still run?" Lukas
His kisses made her feel so breathless, amongst other things, and this one was no different. He was so hard to resist, and some part of her felt like she needed him, but that was just as terrifying as the man himself could be. She shouldn't need anyone, especially not someone who.. She tensed as she thought of the conversation she'd overheard earlier, and he sensed it, lifting his head and looking into her eyes. 'Shit,' she thought, as he studied her. She'd hoped to get him to let his guard down enough to trust her to leave. That was why she hadn't argued this time, when he said they'd get her things. Maybe if she seemed less desperate to get out of here, letting them take on the saviour role they seemed so intent on, they'd be more willing to allow her to leave, thinking she'd come back. "What's wrong?" he asked, looking concerned, and her mind raced, trying to think of something to say that would put him at ease again. "I.. just.." she stammered nervo
"No." His voice had a sharp edge to it that made her eyes open again, "Not okay. Start talking." Annoyance flashed on her face, "No," she retorted, looking away again, "It's none of your business, anyway." She tried to push him back, but he held his ground, and her back to the door. Shoving harder, she tried again, "Get off me!" her voice cracked as she said it, and she refused to meet his gaze. He grabbed her wrists, pinning them either side of her, "Look at me," he growled, but she didn't, so he released one, grabbing her chin and tilting her face towards him, and clearly saw the tears in her eyes. "What happened?" he asked again, his voice softer now, but she just shook her head. He dropped his hands and stepped back, releasing her, and she stared up at him a moment before she moved, quickly opening the door and leaving his room. He heard the door to her room shut hard and he swore under his breath, but didn't follow. She clearly wasn't ready to let him in.
Ashallia left the kitchen feeling awkward after Jason's apology. He'd sounded genuine, but why would he feel protective of her? He didn't even know the first thing about her. And yet.. she didn't know the first thing about him either, and somehow felt inexplicably drawn to him. Was it the same for him? Was that all it took to make him feel like that?She headed back upstairs, wanting both physical- and head-space. As she shut her door, her phone chimed and she frowned. She'd turned the group chat notifications off, who was trying to message her?Grabbing her phone, she lay on the bed, noticing a bunch of message from Pete, and one from Dane. 'Shit, I forgot to call in sick,' she thought, sending Pete an apology. She hoped he wouldn't be too caught out by her not turning up for her shift. Opening Dane's, she felt a pang of guilt, "Where are you? Are you okay?" it said. She wondered how much he'd heard the previous night. "I'm okay, just at a friend's" she
She moved her hands to his shoulders, her nails digging in as she cried out, the sound an erotic mix of both pain and pleasure. It hurt.. but it felt so good. He hesitated, only the head fully inside, and kissed her neck, whispering, "More?" She nodded, "Yesss," tilting her head back and closing her eyes as he pulled her hips down harder, until he filled her completely. "Mmmmm, fuck.. you feel so good, Ash," he said, closing his eyes and starting to thrust in and out of her gently. She gasped, moving her hips as his hands guided them, until they found a rhythm of their own. He laid back, moaning loudly as she rode him, his hands moving over her hourglass curves and up to her breasts, caressing and squeezing them, pinching her nipples until her body tensed, her inner muscles tightening around his thick cock deep inside. He groaned, releasing them, then pinching them again as his cock reached the deepest part of his thrust, repeating it in time with her,
Jason gasped, his whole body shivering as everything slowly returned to normal, his darkness slowly receding back to within him. He groaned as he tried to move again, feeling completely drained, and carefully moved off her, laying beside her and pulling her into him. She seemed to be out cold, and his stomach knotted as he thought of how she might react when she woke. Sighing, he nuzzled his face into her neck, breathing in her beautiful scent. He hadn't known it would happen this way, but he was glad she was finally his, even if she didn't know it yet. It would take time, but the darkness would become a part of her, until she was as strong as he was now, a full 'Shadowsouled', as the few of her kind that knew of their existence called them. Her former kind, he corrected, smiling and wrapping his arms tighter around her. He'd grow stronger from his too, much stronger, and some of that power would flow through to his brothers in turn, and their cousins,
Greg gazed out the small, rounded window, as the private plane they were on finally touched down at the rural airport, Henrik tapping his foot impatiently next to him. He knew his boss was anxious to get back to Violet Cove and get things moving already, and as he looked at his phone for about the hundredth time since they left, he grimaced. It was already well after 9.30am. The airport had been exruciatingly slow at clearing them for take off, and his boss's nerves were beyond frayed. "What the hell is taking so long?!" Henrik complained, as the plane sat on the tarmac near the terminal, "I need to get off this damn plane already!" Greg shifted nervously opposite him, sensing the man's temper building. "Ma'am," he called politely to the attendant, "we really are quite short on time," he said, and she nodded, "Of course, Sir, I'll check what the delay is. I'm sure you'll be able to disembark in just a moment."She got up and walked towards the front of the plane,
Ashallia awoke feeling dazed, and.. odd. She yawned, rubbing her eyes sleepily, thinking of the night before. A part of her hoped it was just some crazy dream, especially as she lifted her head, looking around the room and finding herself alone. Daylight beamed in to the room, and she wondered how long she had been asleep. She slowly sat up, holding the blanket tighter around her as she realised she was still naked, and looked for her phone. As her eyes found it, she noticed the note on top, and reached for it. Opening it, she read, 'Hope you're feeling okay. We're out today, but use the house as you please. I grabbed you some extra clothes and school books if you need them. See you tonight, J.' Surprised that they would leave her to do as she liked, she wondered what had pulled all three of them away from the house today, and hoped it wasn't anything like she'd overheard them planning. She pulled the blanket up around her bare shoulders, feeling a chill, which t
One year and six months later:The bunker had provided exactly what they'd sought, though its origins were still shrouded in mystery.They'd been able to set up something of a home here, secure and well defended. Lukas had been able to reverse engineer the phone they'd taken from Craig, and not only been able to use its new technology, but also trace the last few members that posed a significant threat, along with the last of their munitions.He'd also been able to send lengthy transcripts and history to several other news networks not yet taken over by Newscience, who were more than eager to break the story of his other, shadier organisation, and its links to his other businesses and donation recipients. The story had rocked the country, with many politicians' and business' involvement being publicly exposed. Newscience had collapsed, along with many underground smuggling networks, with enough of an impact to make any who might fill the void feel more than a little wary. They heard
He felt her rush of emotion as she uttered the word, and he smiled wide, taking her hand and placing the ring on her finger. She blushed brightly, and he could feel his own cheeks flushing a little, and pulled her down beside him, wrapping her in his arms as he kissed her deeply. His own rush of emotion only got stronger, and he let it overwhelm him, knowing she'd feel just how deep his love was for her. And he felt hers too, overwhelming her as she returned his kiss, softly and tenderly, and for a long moment it was as though only the two of them existed, wrapped up in each other's deep feeling of love. When they finally moved apart, she was smiling wide at him, still blushing, but happy. So happy. He felt that too, within himself, despite everything, and he never wanted to be without it again. Or without her. "I love you," she whispered softly, and he touched his nose gently to hers, "I love you," he responded, and her face brightened even more. He kissed her again, and they lost
Ash returned his kiss with a sense of wonder, feeling that incredible rush of darkness, and now everything from him. Only that everything from him was everything from her, too, and the arousal they both felt was spiralled upwards again, more intense than ever. She suddenly felt an all encompassing need for him, and clamped her muscles tight around him, drawing her hips back slowly. He gasped, breaking their kiss, and she moved her hands, placing them on the tree trunk behind her to support herself as she began moving her hips back and forth, using her muscles in time with them. He swore under his breath and began thrusting in time with her, burying his head in the curve of her neck again as he moaned in intense pleasure. She did the same, feeling her own pleasure being heightened by his, as his was by her own, climbing higher and higher. His thrusts grew harder and rougher, as his gaze turned more intense, and she moved her hands to around his neck, holding herself up and letting hi
Jason stared wide-eyed at the large concrete structure. This was a lot more than just a bunker, he realised, and wondered if it was truly abandoned. He squatted low, motioning for Ashallia to do the same, and crept closer slowly, keeping his eyes and ears alert for any kind of activity. Yet it all seemed still, and he wondered who would ever build something like this, and then just leave it. It looked advanced for the time it must have been here, too. Jack looked to have been in his 50s, at least, and he'd said it had been here at least that long. It was incredibly strange, but it could also be incredibly useful, especially with the tunnels he mentioned. He pulled out his phone, lifting it up to snap a picture, and sent it to the others. Even then there was no movement, and he exchanged a look with Ash, who looked as confused as he did. "Who do you think built it?" she asked softly, her voice barely audible, and he shrugged. "I have no idea," he said, feeling absolutely perplexed, "
Ash froze as she turned and saw the second man with a crossbow, and reached out for Jason. He turned, and she heard him sigh deeply as the stranger stepped closer, keeping his crossbow aimed at them. He seemed unable to decide who to focus it in though, shifting between them two of them, looking tense, and at least a little bit afraid. "Jack," he called out suddenly, with a thick northern accent, "I've got 'em over 'ere," he said, lowering his voice as he spoke to the two of them instead. "How many more o' ye are there?" he asked, and Jason sighed again. "Just the two of us, for now," he said, as he slowly moved in front of Ash, putting her between him and the large tree. "The fuck ye mean, 'for now'?" another voice asked, coming around from behind the tree, where the first shooter had been. Jason shrugged, looking far too casual, though she could sense his tension through their connection, and assumed it was deliberate. "More are coming," he said calmly, "but we mean no harm. Just
Jason pulled her into an embrace again, kissing her deeply, letting her feel all of his desire for her. It had been too long, he needed her, and he could feel her need for him too. It only made it even harder to control his own. He sighed deeply as he pulled away from her a moment later, feeling Lukas coming quickly towards them through the shadows. She could feel it too, he knew, though he still felt her mild disappointment as he broke the kiss. They needed to find somewhere alone, and soon. He gave her an affectionate smile, and she returned it, her cheeks looking flushed with arousal. Lukas moved into their shadow a moment later, raising an eyebrow as he looked at the two of them. "Hope I'm not interrupting," he said with a grin, only making her cheeks turn a darker shade of pink. Jason smiled, shaking his head at his brother, amused, "Not yet," he said, making Ash's eyes widen. He took her hand then, and turned to Lukas, "We'll go further on foot, if you'll wait for the others h
Ash smiled, feeling an enormous sense of relief as each of them stepped out of the shadows in the small dining room of the old house, finally safe. Or safer, at least. "So, where to?" asked Alex, and Mikael sighed, "Almost anywhere but here, but first," he turned and gave Jason a look that made him nod, before taking another one of those tiny devices from the seam of his jeans. "You're going to blow it up?" Ash asked, her eyes wide, and Alex patted her shoulder, "Let's call it, 'helping it collapse'," he said, sounding apathetic. "You don't care? That it'll be gone?" she asked, a touch of sadness in her voice, and Jason shook his head, "It's just a building," he said softly, "Everything that has ever meant something to me, will still live on." He reached over to touch her cheek, and she blushed, knowing he included her as part of that. He kissed her forehead softly, and she smiled up at him, before realising that they were all looking at her, waiting. "What?" she asked, confused, an
Lukas headed back down, unable to contain a small smirk as he stepped out back in the room with the others, "They're fine," he said, "Just.. busy for a moment." Mikael sighed and Cameron rolled his eyes, "Now, of all times?" he asked, and Lukas shrugged. "They'll do what they need to," he said quietly, "and from the sound of that collapse, we may not get to the surface until Alex and Nate get here anyway." Cameron looked at Mikael then, tilting his head, "How long has it been? Maybe that was them starting to dig us out?" he said, sounding hopeful. Mikael frowned in thought for a moment, but shook his head gently, "I doubt the collapse will have reached the surface, given how far down we are, and Ash should have heard them if they tried the stairs." He looked questioningly at Lukas, who shrugged, "She didn't mention hearing them." Cameron sighed, crossing his arms and resting back against some crates, "So, we just wait? Until they're done being 'busy'?" he said, sounding impatient no
Jason pulled Ashallia under him more, covering her protectively as the room continued to shake, more dust and chunks of concrete falling around them. "Are you guys alright?" he asked, trying to see through the dust towards them. He heard Cameron coughing, which was certainly an improvement on him being unconscious just a few minutes before, and Mikael and Lukas groaned softly. "We're okay," Lukas said, his voice sounding strained, "Is that all of them?" he asked, and Ashallia coughed again, trying to cover her nose and mouth with her sleeve, "I could only sense him, I transferred what I could from you two.." she said weakly, and Cameron groaned a soft, "Thank you." As the room fell still and silent again, they waited a long moment, then began to slowly get up. Looking around the room, a sense of dismay filled them all. Large chunks of the ceiling had caved, and streams of dust stopped and started in various places, making the whole thing look unstable, and worse, he saw that the sta