I'm barely three thrusts in before the door opens behind me. My teeth clench, and I swear the muscles in my neck are hard as rocks. “Mikey,” Lilith breathes, and the anger leaks out of me. I glance over my shoulder as Michael closes the door and plunges us all back into blackness laced with shadows. I'm comfortable here; I live in shadows after all. It's why I always keep my hood up, so I can have the easy simplicity of darkness around me at all times. But damn, the glow of Lilith's skin, the way her smile can light up a room, that's the kind of shit that inspires me to pull my hoods down, to
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