“Shade, I need you.” One of her legs rubbed against his as she tried to tell him what she needed.

“You’re not hot enough yet.” Shade’s mouth moved to her breast again, taking her nipple back into his mouth.

“Yes, I am.” Lily heartily disagreed with him. If he kept rubbing her pussy, she was going to come before he’d even entered her.

Then understanding dawned on her, what he was trying to tell her. She was just lying there, letting him have sex with her. He wanted her to make love with him.

Her hands left his shoulders, exploring every inch of his skin, discovering his body; how he trembled when her lips grazed the flesh at the base of his throat, how his lean body had stone-hard muscles.

As her teeth grazed his nipples, she learned how his body felt when he shifted to lay between her thighs. Her palms slid along his ribcage, circling his waist to hold him tighter as he slid his cock deep within her. Lily memorized how her breasts felt when she arched them against his chest, then when he crushed them beneath his chest.

She didn’t want to forget any moment from her wedding night, so when her monsters tried to threaten her, it would be Shade’s touch—his kiss, his image—that would drive every hurtful memory away until all that was left was him and this night. Their wedding night. Their first time.

Lily turned her head to whisper in his ear, “I love you, John Hunter.”

“Lily, I didn’t know a man could love a woman as much as I love you. I don’t deserve you, but I’m never going to let you go. I couldn’t survive without you in my life. I wouldn’t want to.”

His mouth covered hers as his thrusts increased, carrying them both into a climax that gave as much as it took. It gave them a way to express their love and took a part of their soul as it receded, crashing the two into one, forever entwined.

* * *

Shade rolled over, pulling Lily onto his chest.

“That was beautiful,” Lily said, nuzzling his neck.

“Did you enjoy it?”

“Yes, I never expected… Yes, I enjoyed it a lot.” She laughed against his neck.

“Good. That was for you. This time is for me,” Shade said, sitting up.

“What are you doing?” Lily asked curiously.

Shade slid out of the bed, picking her up and carrying her into the bathroom. There were three steps that led down into the massive shower. Shade turned the water and music on, and the water began to pulse to the music.

“Oh, heck no,” Lily said, giggling as she tried to get out of the shower. “I just blow-dried my hair.”

“I’ll help you when we get out, if I’m not too tired.” Shade’s hand went into her already-wet hair, turning her mouth up to his. His hand was already going for the lotions on the side of the shower.

“Lean up against the shower wall,” he ordered her, lifting his mouth and stepping away. With a grin, Lily went to the shower wall, leaning back against it.

He opened the bottle of lotion, spilling some of it on his hand before reaching out and rubbing it into her tiny, black curls.

Lily tried to smack his hand away. “What are you doing now?”

“I’m going to shave you,” Shade said, his hand returning to the tiny curls.

“Oh, no, you’re not,” Lily protested.

“Yes, I am. Now stand still or I’m going to go get my paddle. It’s my turn.”

Lily stood still, feeling his hand on her pubic hair, trying to decide whether to go along with him or not.

His hand went to the shelf again, pulling out a long, old-fashioned razor. That answered her question. She was not going to let him near her sensitive flesh.

“Let me do it. I’ll get a regular razor,” Lily attempted to stop him.

“But that won’t be any fun for me.” Shade went to his knees in the shower. “Don’t worry; I’m good at this. Not as good as Razer, but almost as good.” He scraped the first few curls away. “See. That didn’t hurt, did it?”

“What do you mean, as good as Razer?” Lily asked, his sentence making her pause in getting away from him.

“This is how Razer got his nickname.” Shade scraped away even more curls.

“Eww, that’s TMI. I didn’t need to know that about my brother-in-law. Wait a minute; does Beth know how Razer got his nickname?”

“What do you think?” His wicked voice was muffled with laughter.

“That’s definitely TMI, Shade. He used to shave the women in the house?” Lily couldn’t resist asking.

“Yep.” Shade continued at his task.

“So you’re almost as good as him now. I guess I don’t need to know who took over for him, do I?” Lily asked snidely.

“Nope.” Shade spread her legs, one at a time. Lily would have jerked away when he started shaving her, but once that lethal-looking razor was pressed against her crotch, she froze in place. When he finished, he took the showerhead, spraying the now clean-shaven pussy.

“Damn,” he said in appreciation.

“I thought you were a breast man?” Lily teased.

“I don’t play favorites.”

“Let me do you now,” Lily said with saccharin sweetness.

“No, it’s—”

“Not my turn,” Lily finished for him.

“Angel, when it’s your turn, you can do anything to me you want.” His eyes dared her.

“I’m going to hold you to that.” Her thoughts of revenge were side-tracked by his mouth going directly to her pussy. One second she was talking to him, the next he was devouring her, sliding his tongue through the fleshy pink lips of her cunt.

Lily’s hand grasped the back of his neck, pulling him closer as his tongue teased the opening of her pussy, plunging deep inside of her then pulling out before plunging back in again. He tongue-fucked her until her thighs started trembling.

Shade then stood up, dragging his tongue away with a final sweep across her clit. He turned her until she was facing the shower bench that was against one wall of the shower. “Bend over,” he groaned.

Lily bent over, placing her hands on the bench. His hand on her back pushed her down further until her face lay on her hands.

Shade rubbed the tip of his cock through the silky wetness of her pussy, sliding the long length between the lips. She felt the tip touch her clit, nearly making her come, but then he changed directions. On his next forward thrust, the momentum sent his cock tunneling through her cunt, burying himself deep within her. He leaned over her back, pushing himself inside of her to the hilt.

Lily screamed over the loud blast of the music as he pistoned inside of her, driving himself in and out until her screams became whimpers. His foot moved her stance wider, taking him deep enough so that she tried to adjust herself.

“Stay still.” His mouth found the tender flesh of her neck. “I’m going to fuck you deep and long enough that you’re going to always remember tonight. I’m going to leave my mark on your pussy so you will never, ever doubt in your mind that you belong to me. Do you understand me?”

“Yes,” Lily gasped, her next orgasm driving her back on his cock.

His hand slid around her ribcage then upwards, grabbing her breast in a tight hold to pull her back onto his thrusting cock.