Finally, as a hint of the sun’s golden rays start to peek over the horizon, I wake to Sin’s cock buried in my ass. I’m spooned into him, and Sin’s hands are wrapped around me, with one hand teasing my nipple and the other circling my clit.
He draws out my low moans, only picking up the pace when I turn to claim his mouth for a scorching kiss. Then, his thrusts become punishing as his fingers slip inside my pussy, and he makes me scream his name repeatedly until I come on his cock. My orgasm triggers Sin’s, and he bites my neck as he comes inside of me.
I have vague moments of semi-lucidity when Sin carries me back to the shower and cleans us again before we curl back into bed.
I’m too tired to move or speak. But despite the exhaustion, as Sin’s warmth envelops me and I fade away into oblivion yet again, I only have one thought.
I’ve never felt more cherished.
Chapter 45
Rule forty-five:Save as many as you can.
Iwake up to Sin’s body cocooning mine, and I’m nestled into his arms, enveloped by his heat and the smell of woodsmoke. My eyes flutter as I look up at him, only to find he’s already awake, watching me.
Last night was intense. Perfect, but intense. I made some sounds I didn’t think could come out of me, and the thought has my cheeks flaming.
“Good morning,” I whisper.
Sin smirks at my tone, before leaning in to kiss me soundly. It takes only a second before I kiss him back, and the kiss grows more carnal. He claims my mouth until I start to move restlessly against him, craving more, before he pulls away.
He takes in my flushed cheeks and aroused expression before smirking again. “Good morning.”
My heart thumps inside my chest, and the now familiar feeling of warm electricity tingles across my back, reminding me that our souls are now knit together.
“Last night…” I start.
“Wasn’t nearly enough,” he notes gruffly, bending to kiss my collarbone.
I bite back my smile. “That too.”
He kisses me again, and I pull his face to refocus his attention. “You said our souls knitted together.”
His gaze drifts longingly over my body before he props himself up beside me. “That’s what happens when you complete a mate bond. The action merges your souls, binding them as one.”
His fingers ghost along my waist like he can’t help but touch me, and I warm further. “So that we can find each other?” I ask.
“Amongst other things,” he notes lazily as his fingers drift lower, and my breath catches in my throat.
“Want to elaborate on that?” My legs fall open as his fingers move to my pussy. I’m not sure I’ll even be able to walk properly today, but my driving need for this man overrides any soreness.
“It’s different between mated pairs, depending on how their souls and energies combine. Fae bonds typically involve being able to sense each other’s emotions. Irena is the only other mated Destroyer, and the bond she built with Rosie allows them to pass memories between each other,” he answers, his fingers brushing gentle circles over my clit, drawing out my whimpers.
“And now you built a mate bond between us?” I ask, just making one thousand percent sure that I didn’t miss something. To make sure he’s truly mine.
Sin hums, lowering himself down my body. “I warned you, kitten. The moment you gave yourself to me fully, I wouldn’t be able to let you go. We are mated. You’re mine.”
His tongue drags against my pussy, drawing out a moan from me. “If you’re having second thoughts…” he adds, his eyes darkening as they fix on mine, “I’d be happy to fuck them out of you,” he notes, finishing in a low growl before thrusting his tongue inside of me.
“No second-guessing,” I gasp. “Just clarifying. But you should probably fuck me anyway, just in case.”
Raw hunger crosses his face like we didn’t just spend the night having sex, and he flips me onto my stomach. He pulls me to the edge of the bed and stands, lifting my hips until his cock is at my entrance. He thrusts into me hard, bottoming out against me and hitting my G-spot. I open my mouth to scream, but his fingers are there, driving into my mouth, gagging me. I suck on them as he sets a punishing pace.
“I want to be inside of you, every fucking moment of the day. And if I can’t be, then I want to be dripping down your thighs every time I’m not fucking you,” Sin growls.
His thrusts grow more erratic, and I’m already trembling against him. When my pussy starts to flutter around him, he releases my mouth, fisting my hair to drive into me even harder.
“Yes! Please, yes, Sin. I’m yours. Take me, please. I’m yours.” I beg through my screams, and Sin’sthrusts become harder, fucking me punishingly before he groans, and I feel his warm seed spilling inside of me. His release triggers my own, and we both grind harder against each other, trembling until the waves of pleasure have passed.
