Page 55 of Capturing Sin

My hands spasmed against the glass. With nothing to hold on to, I felt cut adrift. Completely at his mercy. His claws dug into my arse and his tail hugged my waist. At any second, he could drop me. He could reach up and slit my femoral artery with his claws. He could slide the spikes out of his tail and rake them across my throat.

There were a million different ways Sin could kill me.

Instead, he knelt before me and pleasured me like I deserved his worship.

He drew his tongue through my folds, growling like a starved beast. The pace became urgent, Sin feasting until I was dizzy with bliss and racing towards ruin.

“Sin, please,” I whimpered, intoxicated by the sight of such a powerful monster on his knees for me.

Even my ex-fiancé hadn’t spent this long going down on me on the rare occasions he had.

“Say my name, Liliana. I love hearing you beg,” he snarled against me, and I writhed in his hands.

Claws dug into my arse, and I knew he’d drawn blood, but I didn’t care. My hips rolled, adding to the sting as I tried desperately to increase the pace, the pressure, the maddening friction.

Only he could undo me like this.

“Sin…,” I moaned, eyes fluttering shut for a moment before I glared down at him with a snarl on my lips. “If you don’t get that creepy monster tongue back in my pussy this second, I’m going to fucking choke you.”

Glistening obscenely, his lips spread wide to flash ivory daggers.

The dark demon had crawled from hell to devour my soul. And I was giving it to him gladly.

He didn’t know it was a battered, tarnished thing.

I grinned back as the vicious side of me came out to play. The one that only he seemed to coax out nowadays.

I grabbed the remote from my pocket, lifting it to the glass.

And pressed the button.

Starred eyes gleamed with menace. He lunged, biting down on my pussy.

Tingling heat exploded through my core and I screamed, breaking apart as pleasure swallowed me whole.

His fangs slid out, and I writhed uncontrollably. The hazed sounds of coughing and spluttering reached me, and I had just enough mental capacity left to jab the stop button as I came undone.

Something thick pushed at my entrance, and I moaned, blinking open eyes I didn’t know I’d shut.

The thick head of his tail notched at my entrance in a sensual threat. Twin drops of blood ran from the puncture marks on either side, combining with my dripping arousal.

Sin’s charcoal tail contrasted my pale skin as he disappeared inside me. The size of it stretched me in a vicious burn, mixing with the toxic heat of his venom pulsing through my core.

“I fucking hate you, poison. Now come harder for me,” he snarled.

He shoved all the way in. I screamed, slamming my palms against the glass and thrashing in his claws as pleasure tore me apart in an all-consuming light.

Waves of bliss smashed through me, dragging my pleasure on and on as I struggled to hold on to something. Anything. My hands curled into his tail at my waist, the steady band keeping me upright when I slumped back, breathless.

I panted hard, blinking rapidly as small, whimpering sounds escaped my lips.

My vision cleared, and the sight would forever be burned into my mind.

My sinful demon waited on his knees, lips glossy with my pleasure and smeared blood, starlit eyes locked onto my face with rapt cruelty.

He was every dark fantasy I didn’t know I had.

A familiar, cruel smirk carved his striking features. “Disgusting.”

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