I held his gaze. “Dey told me there were three things that can possibly speed up the process. He’s had me spending time with the crescia because he felt it was the only viable option, but it’s not helping.”
A positively wolfish grin spread across his face, highlighting the lines of his crooked nose and perfect lips. He took a step closer to me, and I could feel the warmth wafting off of him despite the chill from the shadowy tunnel. My traitorous body leaned into him slightly.
Chocolate had nothing on the smoothness of his voice as he replied, “You know where my bedroom is, Fea Remia. You’re welcome anytime.”
Heat absolutely blazed low in my abdomen. My toes curled inside my chucks, and I struggled to breathe. The throbbingbetween my thighs begged for his touch as a thousand images flashed through my brain.
Images of Sin naked on top of me, pumping into me with a punishing rhythm as I cried out my release.
Images of me on top of him, sinking down until every inch of his hard length was seated deep inside me.
My heart beat faster and faster as I was drowned in the visuals of us together.
Against a wall, the rough stone scraping against my back.
On the floor of his bedroom, me on my hands and knees.
In the pools, my ass propped up on the edge with his head buried between my legs.
It was that last one that broke me. Just enough that a small gasp slipped out. There was no hiding my reaction to his words. I wanted him, unequivocally, and now he knew it.
I took a step back, needing space from his presence that muddled my brain so profoundly. I could never think when he was that close to me. My back hit the stone wall of the tunnel, and the cool brick was a balm on my overheated skin.
That gentle kiss of chill was enough shock for me to close my eyes and focus. I came here for a reason, and it wasn’t to jump Sin’s bones and ride him at a furious pace until he exploded like warm champagne. Sure, Dey said sex was an option for manifesting my powers, but if it didn't work, then I was left with the awkward aftermath of dealing with Sin for weeks to come.
I took three deep breaths to calm my racing heart before I felt confident my libido had been tamed.
I opened my eyes, and my confidence was shattered as my thoughts once again tumbled into an abyss of need and desire. He had a hand on either side of the stone wall, caging me in, and his face was so close it would only take the slightest shift forward to press my lips against his. To spark the firework that would inevitably burn us both.
His body was rock hard and completely still as he held himself inches away from me, daring me to make that first move. His stormy ocean scent surrounded me, and I wanted nothing more than to fall into the dark sea that was Sin. To finish what we had started in the weapons room.
It was that thought that saved me. Our kiss in the weapons room. The one he had called a mistake. I didn’t have much, but I had my dignity, and I’d rather be tortured than fuck someone who thought being with me was ultimately a bad idea.
I slid down and ducked underneath his arms, the action quite possibly the hardest thing I’d ever done.
He leaned one shoulder against the wall I had just vacated and crossed his arms, giving me an amused look.
He was so much the picture of cool and collected that I couldn’t stand it. The pulsing desire low in my body shot up into my chest and bloomed into white hot anger.
“What the hell is wrong with you? You called our kiss a mistake, and now you’re happy to jump into bed? Which is it, Sin? Do you want me or not? Because I’m getting a little tired of trying to figure you out.”
As soon as the words were out of my mouth I wanted to take them back. Nothing good would come from him answering that question. I didn't know what it would mean between us if he said yes, but at the same time, I didn’t think I would survive if he said no.
“On second thought, don’t answer that. I don’t care. I didn’t come here to seduce you. I said I needed your help with my powers, but I didn’t have sex in mind.”
Sin’s brow wrinkled in confusion, and I could see him trying to recall the third possibility. I knew the moment he figured it out because everything in his body went rigid. “No,” he said firmly then took off striding across the arena.
I jogged after him. “What do you mean 'no?' I told you that I need my powers to manifest. And if I really have four of them to get through, then I need to get started.”
His brisk stride barely slowed.
“Would you just freaking wait?” I yelled, closing the distance between us. “I feel like I’m always chasing you across this damn arena. For once can you just help me without being so freaking difficult?”
Before I knew what was happening, Sin had my arms pinned tight against my sides, his strong hands shackling my wrists and forcing them down. A small cry escaped at the pressure of his grip. I didn’t realize he had been gentle before. This was rough and uncontrolled Sin.
“Is this what you want?” he demanded, shaking me like a rag doll. Another gasp of pain slipped out as he wrenched my hands back behind me and my chest bowed against his. “You want me to hurt you? Is that really what you want, Rain?”
“Yes,” I said firmly, meeting the intensity of his gaze head on. It was all I needed to say because I placed no asterisks on my statement. I wanted my power. Ineededto feel powerful.
