In the Shadows~zayn au~Completed ✅EDITING

~Chapter 73: Double Dose~

Alright, folks, I don't EVER wanna see another complaint about sugar between these two. You are getting 2,600 words of pure Zalysta smut and if that doesn't make you happy nothing ever will. xD

This is dedicated to everyone who has voted on my story so far, especially those who have been here from the start. There are too many of you to name; I might try to do that next chap or something, but seriously I love you guys for putting up with weirdly-spaced updates and waiting 40 chapters for the first piece of actual Zalysta action xD. This one's for you all! <3

Also, if this sucks I'm really sorry 🙈

Also, can we talk about how great Wattpad is for letting me put multiple pics in a chapter?? I have so many sexy little pics for chapters like this and I couldn't use them all. Now I can ;)

Enjoy and VOTE.

The rain of his presence was a reprieve for the drought of her soul. She was looking into a future where she wouldn't be with him, so at the moment he was all that mattered. He calmed her and together they were able to provide each other a release of stress.

They didn't have much time, and she was determined to make the most of it. There was no way to know how long their privacy would last, either. As they fell onto the bed, she lost the cap from her head and any misgivings she might have had went with it.

She pulled him down over her where she lay on the bed, kissing his neck as she pulled on his shirt. When she'd removed it entirely he took over, pulling her shirt up past her chest, though he didn't remove it. He let out a groan when he saw she was wearing a breastband, but it didn't hinder his progress any. Unceremoniously he pushed it up as he had her shirt until both pieces of clothing were bunched under her arms. The pace was rushed out of necessity and Kalysta didn't mind a bit.

He kissed down her neck as his hands took turns exploring her body as if he'd never felt her skin before. "Silken," he whispered as his fingertips brushed along the underside of her breast. She was desperate for more, though, so she arched her back and wrapped an arm over his waist, pushing his hips down to meet hers. This was considerably more than she would have thought to do the last time, but with the urgency driving her she had no choice but to obey her instincts.

His response was a low groan that she felt reverberate all the way down to the ache in the pit of her stomach. She lifted her legs to wrap around him and he flattened down against her fully, resting in the cradle of her body. His teeth nipped at the skin of her neck and it made her half-crazy with desire.

"Please," she breathed.

He accommodated by kissing down her neck and putting his lips to torturing her breasts. Meanwhile, his hand slid down her body and beneath her trousers. It didn't take him long to get her writhing and twisting below him. The pressure inside her was more intense than ever before, as if the haste under which it was produced made it more arduous.

His fingers slid over the folds of her again and again before he gently eased one into her. This movement heightened the tension in her abdomen and she felt her hips move almost involuntarily to feel him deeper inside of her.

"Gods," he breathed, "Kalysta, you're absolutely drenched." It was delicious, the way he said her name in that course gasp. The slide of his fingers increased in pace and he captured her mouth with his. She felt his hips lower as he ground himself against her in time with the movement of his fingers, the friction making the distension of his manhood even harder. She grew light-headed with the sensory overload and drug her fingernails into the flesh below his shoulderblades. This earned her another groan from him.