Page 45 of Capturing Sin

“Get on your knees, poison.”

“Make me, parasite.”

A fire raged inside me, as hot as the pleasure pulsing through me as he slowly brushed his velvet tail over my clit.

He grinned, showing off fangs tinged with my blood. His tail pulled back and slapped against the back of my knees, buckling them. I yelped, releasing him as I fell, but he caught me under my arse, just short of cracking my knees on the concrete. The strength of his tail seemed impossible, but after all, he was a demon, capable of more than even us hunters knew.

He lowered me the last inch. The cold floor dug into my skin but did nothing to soothe the heat building through me.

His gentle movements were so at odds with the cruel sneer on his face that I might have imagined it.

I blinked up at him as if in a dream. Or, more likely, a nightmare.

He grinned wickedly, and broadened his stance, pushing forward until his cock slid through the widened gap in the barrier, separating us but doing nothing to keep me safe.

His tail trailed along my thigh before he pulled back. The heart-shaped tip hovered in front of my face, showing me the glistening evidence of my shame.

“So wet.” He chuckled, the sound laced with mocking. “Are you embarrassed by how much you crave me?”

I snarled, anger heating my veins almost as much as desire. “That’s what happens when I think of someone else. Someone human, and actually attractive.”

The demon smirked down at me, a dark god straight from hell. “Liar.”

His muscled tail wrapped my neck and yanked me forward. I gasped, and instantly realised my mistake as the head of his cock slid straight through the open hatch and between my parted lips.

My eyes widened as the taste of musk and mandarins burst across my tongue. I was allergic to citrus fruits, but the usual panic was absent as I savoured his unique flavour.

He embodied the forbidden fruit.

The sweetest sin.

Starlit eyes burned into me as he stared down at my face. “Fuck, poison. Seems your hot little mouth is good for more than just insulting me.”

I scowled, but with my jaw wedged open by his monster dick, I must have looked ridiculous.

The expression caused my lips to tighten, and he groaned. His hips pushed forward to the limit until his heavy balls bumped the glass in an obscene display.

The tail collaring me pulled me forward, and I made an angry sound in my throat.

“That’s it, poison.” The demon snarled. “Pleasure your fucking enemy. Hate me while you get off on my taste. Feel exactly how I do every time you visit me.”

The glow brightened in his eyes until twin stars shone from his dark features. “You might have me captive, but I promise you, one day I’ll get free, and when I do, you’re going to be so fucking sorry. I’ll make you cry and scream and come so hard you’ll black out on my dick.”

I tried to growl again, my fists slamming against the glass on either side of the hatch. His heated length pulsed on my tongue, and I fought the desire to rub my thighs together to ease some of the desperate ache between them.

He growled back, low and menacing. The sound made my core flutter, like he’d conditioned me to respond to every demonic aspect of him each time he’d bitten me and drawn me right to the edge of insanity.

He pulled me further onto his length. The slow drag of each blunt spike across my tongue. My eyes watered as he forced my jaw wider with every inch he made me swallow. He hit the back of my throat and I choked, hacking a cough as I jerked back off his length, guided by the tail gripping my throat.

“You taste vile,” I hissed, spluttering another wet cough. “Like bitter ash and sulphur.”

I hated the fact that I was lying. He tasted divine, like citrus and musk, and I craved more.

His lips twisted into his favourite mocking sneer. “Good.”

He yanked me forward with his tail, the heart tip pressing the corner of my mouth open so I had no choice but to welcome him between my lips.

His eyes burned like white fire. “You make me crazy, poison. Fucking toxic for you.” He yanked me back and forth on his cock, forcing me to take him as deep as I could. Over and over.

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