“Good,” he growled. His voice was molten, wrapping around her like a promise—a promise she wasn’t sure she could handle but craved all the same.
Soft fabric brushed against her skin as Max tied a smooth cloth around her eyes, plunging her into darkness. The loss of sight made every other sensation sharper, more intense. His fingertips lightly grazed up her waist, until they reached herbreasts. With a sudden, harsh twist of her nipples, Sin gasped in shock.
Max chuckled, deep and throaty, vibrating through her body. His mouth latched onto her breasts, licking and sucking hungrily. His fingers never stopped, twisting and pulling at her sensitive nipples, driving her closer and closer to the edge.
Again, her body trembled, teetering on the brink of release, and once again, he stopped.
Sin whimpered, frustration reaching its peak.
Max cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing her skin. “No, don’t cry,” he murmured, his voice deceptively soft, dripping with sweetness that felt like a taunt. “Beg.”
Defiance surged in Sin, cutting through the haze of pleasure. “You—”
Whatever insult she had on her lips was drowned out as Max’s fingers slid back inside her, curling and stroking her into submission.
“Asshole,” she panted, her hips rocking against his hand, desperate for more. The denial, the teasing—it was driving her mad.
Max laughed, enjoying the power he held over her. “Tell me what I want to hear, my little blade.”
“Fuck you,” she whimpered, grinding herself harder against his fingers, chasing the release he held just out of reach.
“You want it?” Max taunted, pressing his hips against her.
His fingers never stopped, his hardness pressed against her thigh, a promise of more. The command in his voice, the intensity of his presence—it broke through the last of her resistance.
“Beg for it,” he growled, dark and dominant.
Sin’s body shook with need, the last threads of her control slipping away. She surrendered, her voice breathless and raw. “Please, Max. I need you.”
The energy between them shifted, tension snapping like a taut rope. Max’s fingers unhooked her ankles from the restraints. He pressed a soft kiss to her lips, murmuring against her skin, “Keep your eyes closed.” When he removed her blindfold, she obeyed, heart pounding. His heat was so close, the anticipation humming in her veins.
The unmistakable sound of his pants being removed echoed in her ears. His hands returned to her waist, lifting her effortlessly.
She flinched when she felt the head of his cock nudge at her entrance, teasing her.
“Open your eyes,” Max whispered, his voice heavy with desire.
The moment her eyes met his, he thrust inside her, filling her with one swift, brutal movement, sending her soaring over the edge. Her body convulsed, each wave of release sending a shudder through her limbs. Max watched her, his gaze intense and unyielding as he began to move inside her—slow thrusts that drew out every wave of pleasure.
Max’s hands cupped her face, his touch both tender and possessive. “You’re stunning when you come undone for me. There’s no denying it anymore, Sin. You’re mine.”
For a moment, she believed it—believed she could be his. Her walls were crumbling, and with every thrust, every whispered word, Max was breaking them down completely.
This need for him had become more important than the blood in her veins.
“Never,” Max growled, his voice shaking with emotion, “have I ever needed someone like this. Do you hear me?” His thrusts turned brutal. “You are in my fucking veins, Sin.”
A sob broke from her chest, raw and unguarded. The intensity of his words mirrored the thoughts that had echoedin her mind. Could he really know how much she needed him? How much she feared this?
“Yes,” Max breathed, fierce with conviction. “Yes, I fucking can. And the moment you accept me as your mate, you’ll hear my thoughts too.”
He resumed his brutal pace, driving them both to the edge once more. Her head flung back in pleasure, but Max growled, his command slicing through the haze. “Don’t take your eyes off me.”
Immediately, her gaze snapped back to his, fear and desire warring inside her.
He roared her name as they came together, the sound echoed by her sobs of pleasure.
As the waves of ecstasy faded, Max rested his forehead against hers, his breath ragged, eyes locked on hers.
