Page 70 of Unhinged Cain

The chain rattled, reminding me I was still tied up as I moved my arm toward Cain’s face. I looked at my wrist and sighed, letting my arm drop before I touched him, but he grabbed my hand and laid it on his cheek. The gesture was so simple, such a little thing, but maybe because of who and what he was, it felt like it held more weight. Could the monster really learn to love? Could he be more than what he’d been for years?

“What does it feel like when you look at me,” I asked, unsure where I was getting the nerve to ask these questions, or why I even wanted to know.

“I see sunshine on a cloudy day,” he said, and I rolled my eyes at the song lyric and tried to pull my hand away, but he held it firm. “You make me feel warm in what is an otherwise very cold shell.” He didn’t move as I pushed myself up, so our noses were touching. “You should be afraid of me,” he said softly. “When I first saw you, all I wanted was your fear and your eyes.”

My body shook, thinking of how close I’d come to becoming his prey. I was still chained but in a different way. He’d somehow claimed my heart, and that terrified me.

“I am scared. Everything about you scares me, and yet…I want more of the days we had when you brought me coffee and we created art together.”

Cain rubbed the side of his cheek against mine. “Then why do you want me,” he asked, voicing what I’d been avoiding earlier. “If I scare you so much, why do you look at me with hunger in your eyes?”

“I don’t know,” I said, closed my eyes, and tried to capture his mouth with my own.

“Yes, you do. Don’t overthink it, just say what comes to you. There is no one here to judge you.” Lifting his head out of my reach, he forced me to stare into his eyes, which looked like twin pools of cerulean blue. “I will never judge you, Sunshine. You are free to be who you were really meant to be with me, but you need to let go. Stop thinking about what the outside world would think about you. Now tell me, why do you want me?”

“Because you make me feel alive.”

That statement was an oxymoron, yet it was the truth. The killer, the man that took lives, made me feel alive in a way that affected the fabric of my being.

Cain’s lips crashed against mine, and the world spun on its axis. The kiss was like a burning inferno that had just erupted as he ravaged my mouth. It was as if we couldn’t get close enough. Our tongues lashed together as the heat that had been there from the moment I’d seen him at the side of the road reached a boiling point.

There was too much space separating us, and I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down on top of me. God help me. It felt so right. If I’d wanted to, I could choke him out right now, it would’ve been easy to wrap the chains around his throat, but I didn’t. I didn’t want to, even though I should.

Everything about him felt exactly as it should. He was no longer Cain, the serial killer that the FBI wanted. He was no longer the man who kidnapped me and could slit my throat in my sleep. Right now, he was simply the man I was falling for whether I wanted to or not. If I’d been walking on a tightrope, then I’d just fallen off and was plummeting toward an unpredictable finale. I could land on my feet or break every bone on impact.

“Tell me you want me,” Cain said as he broke the kiss and pushed my head to the side so he could nip at the area.

There was no hesitation this time. “I want you.”

“Do you give yourself over wholly and completely?”

I paused. “Can we work up to that?”

The smile he gave me would’ve stopped the Devil in his tracks.

“Oh, my sweet Sunshine, you’re already there. You just need to say the words.” His biceps and shoulders flexed as he pushed himself up to hover over me. “I can’t fuck you unless you say the words.” Leaning on one hand, he slowly wrapped his fingers around my throat, and it reminded me of a boa constrictor getting into position to crush its prey. “Say you give yourself over. Say you want to stay. Say you want to be here with me.”

The thread I’d been hanging from finally broke in my mind. My heart had wanted this almost from the moment we met, but my mind had kept the door slammed closed because he wore a monster’s face. But it hadn’t mattered because he had been leaning against it as he relentlessly tapped from the other side for days. My mind was tired of fighting, and I licked my lips as my mouth opened and the words he wanted to hear came tumbling out.

“I give myself over to you, and I want to stay.”

His blue eyes seemed to grow dark and more intense. A small noise came from him that sent a shiver up my spine and had my back arching off the ground. Cain ripped open the front of the nightshirt, the seams easily giving way with the brute force.

There was no stopping the scream that ripped from my mouth as he dropped his head and sucked one of my nipples into the heat of his mouth, and swirled it around with his tongue. They were still sensitive from the earlier teasing, and his mouth was demanding as he sucked, drawing them into hard peaks.

“I need you to know I won’t always be this nice to your body. I have certain needs that have to be tamed.” His eyes were feral as he lifted his head. I was beyond turned on, like a powerline hit by lightning.

“Do what you need to,” I said, shocking myself further when I realized I meant it.

A growl left his lips, and I would’ve sworn he was part animal for a moment. I lifted my ass into the air as he grabbed for the waistband of the latest sleep set I was wearing. He pulled them off, tossing them to the side a moment before his hands pressed into my thighs, forcing them to spread apart as far as they could go with the cuffs around my ankles.

“Oh fuck, yes,” I cried out as he sank between my spread legs.

The mad and fevered version of this man was even more tantalizing than the equally dangerous and controlled one. His mouth was incredibly hot, and his tongue lashed at my pussy like he was punishing it with hard flicks and deep licks.

I cried out again as he let out another growl, with his face buried between my legs. His hands painfully dug into my ass and jerked me closer to him. Grabbing my calves, he pushed my legs up and then out to the side, which brought my pussy up off the ground. I was getting a front-row seat to exactly what he was doing.

The pleasure of his tongue swirling circles around my bundle of nerves was only surpassed by the visual of him doing it as his eyes stared into mine.