Page 67 of Capturing Sin

He yanked my head aside until my scalp ached from the strain.

Laughter filled the kitchen, as sharp as the claws grazing my skin.

The monster dipped to my exposed throat, lips hovering over my racing pulse.

“Sin…,” I whispered, afraid to trigger the predator trapping me in his cruel grip.

“Yes, poison?” He pressed a kiss to my neck, causing a shiver to run the length of my body at the threat lurking behind the softness.

“What are you doing?” I squirmed in his grip. The feel of his heated body beneath me was overwhelming, and I longed to put him back behind the glass of my lab.

He was too real now. Too warm. Too strong. Too dangerous.

His arm hooked around my lower back, bringing me up to straddle his lap fully. Hardness pressed right against my core, shooting my eyes wide with alarm. My breathing turned erratic at the feel of him, of his monstrous length that I knew far too intimately, considering he was a demon.

Even sitting on him, I had to tip my head back to meet his piercing gaze. The stars around each of his pupils shimmered, trying to mesmerise me as much as the feel of his body.

I was completely at his mercy, and although I hated it, part of me begged to see where this wild ride would take me.

That part was a dumb, horny bitch.

“Sin,” I warned. “Whatever you’re planning…don’t.”

He smirked. “Since you ate my dinner, it’s only right I eat you.”

He lunged, fangs sinking into my throat with a sharp sting as familiar as breathing. Pain melted into bliss, warming my veins with liquid pleasure that dripped straight to my core.

“Oh, fuck, Sin,” I moaned, unable to stop my hips from rolling, pressing my core against the hardness he offered.

Hands tightened in my hair, adding an ache to spice the pleasure of his bite.

His fangs slid free, and I instantly mourned their loss.

“That’s it, poison.” His words feathered across my throat. “Take your pleasure while I take you.”

I moaned as his forked tongue trailed up my neck, catching the blood running down my skin. His hot mouth returned to the bite wound, sealing against it and pulling more of that reckless pleasure through my veins.

I couldn’t catch the needy little sounds that fell from my lips as I writhed in his lap. The steely length of him rubbed against me in the most maddening way. I hated how much I craved the sensation.

His hand splayed across my lower back, encouraging me with claws pricking through my dress. He growled, and the vibrations somehow rumbled right down to my clit.

Just as I thought he’d let me shatter, the demon pulled away, mouth hovering just far enough that I could feel his warm breath teasing my skin.

I hissed a sharp sound of frustration, reaching up to tug on his smooth horns, but his face didn’t budge.

“Sin, you cruel bastard. If you’re going back to this teasing bullshit, I’ll find a new way to choke you to death.”

I felt his smile against my sensitive throat, and his words peppered my skin. “I wanted dessert too.”

Before I could process his meaning, he lifted my hips, setting me on the dining table. His long tail held me in place as he tore my dress down the middle with a loud rip.

He yanked my soaked panties off next, throwing them aside and baring my heated core to his hungry gaze. Sharp claws dug into my thighs as he spread me wide.

I blushed, chest heaving as I watched the demon expose me. “Sin…”

Starlit eyes met mine. A cruel smirk played at his lips, and I knew I was in trouble. “You wanted to choke me, poison? Drown me with your sweetness. If I die, at least you’ll be the last thing I see.”

He attacked in the next breath. Leaning forward in his chair and spearing me with his forked tongue. Hot and thick and everything I needed.

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