I’m still trying to get his shirt open when he tears my dress down the middle with a frustrated snarl. Still, the layers of fabric bunch between us, and he mutters “Fuck it,” before there’s a faint pulse of red.
In the next instant, our clothes are gone, and his naked body presses against mine.
Sin claims my mouth again, and I’m already soaked when I feel him slide against my center. I moan, reaching between us to guide him inside me, but his hand closes around my throat, just enough to stop me.
My breath catches, and my eyes widen as the world narrows only to him.
His calloused thumb strokes over the column of my neck, and he looks at me as though I’m what he’s been hunting for lifetimes, and he’s finally caught me.
“Oh no, you don’t,” he purrs.
The pressure on my throat lessens, and a frustrated whimper escapes me. Whatever we’ve been building to, it feels urgent and savage.
“Please, Sin. I need you. All of you.”
A dark smile curves over his mouth, and he presses closer so his lips ghost across the shell of my ear. “Then I’m going to need you to be a good little mate, and take everything I give you.”
Cool air brushes over my skin, and suddenly, I’m sitting on Sin’s shoulders, his face buried between my thighs.
I gasp, gripping his hair for leverage as his tongue dives between my folds. He devours me, and I grind against his mouth, only for him to move to my clit and suck on the sensitive nub. I groan, needing more.
Sin grins against my clit. “Does my kitten need to be filled up?”
I start nodding, only to yelp when his teeth tug on my clit.
“Words,” he purrs, before trailing his tongue against the delicate bundle of nerves.
My breath hitches, and his teeth find me again.
“Yes! Fuck!” The sharp sting sends jolts of heat down my spine, and I choke out, “Please fill me up, Sin!”
“That’s my good girl.” His tongue dives inside of me again as he carries me to the bed, not stopping until my back hits the mattress.
He spreads my legs in a single, fluid motion, and a low, satisfied hum rumbles up through him as he slides a finger over my slit.
“You are so fucking stunning. I love seeing you spread open and dripping for me,” he murmurs, then thrusts three fingers inside me.
A pleasured groan is wrenched from my lips as I lift my hips to meet him. He strokes my inner walls, each slow pump edging me closer to my release.
“Is that all you can take, kitten?” He asks in a low tone. “I think you can take more, don’t you?”
“Sin, please,” I moan.
He lifts my hips, adding a fourth finger just as his mouth finds my clit. My breath catches, suddenly overwhelmed as he works me faster and deeper. Once I’m seconds from falling over the edge, he pulls back.
I barely have a second to whimper at the feeling of being empty before the wide head of his cock presses against my slit.
He slides into me in a slow, devastating thrust, and pure possessive fire burns in his gaze once he’s completely sheathed inside me.
“Say it,” he growls, not moving.
“Yours. I’m yours, and you’re mine,” I answer, already knowing what he’s asking.
Red energy flares over his tattoos, swirling down to wrap around me. With it, electricity hums over my skin. Only this doesn’t feel like the searing heat of my combined powers.
This warms the hollow void in my soul, almost like the broken pieces are being forged into something new.
Sin pulls out of me almost completely, and something wild flashes in his eyes. “That’s right, kitten. I am yours, and you are fuckingmine.”
