Page 59 of The Reaper's Vice

My anger is smothered as he raises a gloved hand, gesturing to the distance separating us. “Thistug.Like the threads of the universe are pulling us together—weaving your essence into mine.” He tilts his head, and for some reason, I know he’s smiling.

Only, it’s not a good smile.

“You should have flown away when you had the chance, little dove.” He raises the dagger to his neck, sliding the tip of the knife beneath his mask. In one movement, he slices clean through the leather stitching, and the mask falls away.

My throat bobs as that murky aura swirls from his outline, and I take a step back. With a smirk, Orion throws the coffin across the room, removing the only barrier I had. His forearms strain as his hands clench at his sides, and he eats the distance between us before I can blink.

Orion pins me against the wall, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he towers over me. I’m so entranced by the dark swirling blue of his irises, I don’t realize when he grabs my wrists until they’re pinned above my head.

He leans down to my neck, humming with satisfaction after a greedy inhale of my scent. “God, you smell good. Good enough toeat.” He drags his teeth across my flesh. I squeal as pain bursts from the sensitive area, which only makes him bite down harder.

Tears swim in my eyes as he rears back, and for a horrifying moment, I think he’s going to tear a chunk out of my neck. But then he releases me, replacing teeth with tongue as he laps at the fresh wound, easing the pain away. When he places his lips on that spot, pleasure blossoms deep inside—the mix of sensations suddenly too much and not enough all at once.

My hips jerk involuntarily, but instead of Orion’s body heat, I’m met with biting metal. I look down and nearly scream at the sight of what appears to be a metalthongencasing my pelvis. Two thick straps sit in the curve of my hips, dipping down to a thin strip of metal just wide enough to cover my pussy and ass crack.

My mouth falls, unable to believe what I’m seeing. I’vereadabout chastity belts before, but never in my life did I think I’d be wearing one.And I certainly never thought this madman would be the one putting me in it.

“Do you like it?”

When I don’t answer, he grabs my chin, forcing my eyes back up to his face. “I asked you a question,brat.”

I frown, a wave of indignation cresting in my veins as I stare him down. “Maybe I didn’t want to answer it.”

He snaps his free hand up, tweaking my nipple and causing me to cry out. Against my will, my pussy throbs, flooding the thin piece of metal with my arousal. It drips down the inside of my thighs, and I press them together, squirming at the hungry look in Orion’s gaze.

A low growl hums from his chest as he pushes his knee between my eyes, forcing them back open. “No. I want to see you dripping for me. I want to see you gush when I bring you to the edge time and time again, only to rip it away from you. I want to see that pretty little light die in your eyes as you’redeniedfor the first time in your life. I want to hear you scream. I want to hear youbeg.” He twists my nipple again, sending a bolt of electricity through my veins as he leans in, his smile full of malice. “But most importantly, I want to watch the way you break for me.”

A whimper tumbles from my lips as Orion nips at the wound from earlier. I could stand her and deny it—tell myself I hate everything he’s done to me—everything he’s promising. But the truth is, I want to see it, too.I want to see if he can break me when no one else could.

He pulls back, and instead of the terrified expression he expects, my eyes are filled with fire. “Give it your best fucking shot.”

He chuckles, but it's not a happy sound. Gripping me by the back of the neck, he pulls me in so our lips are a breath apart. Electricity crackles between us, daring that gap to close. But Orion just freezes there, drinking in the sight of me.

“You’re going to be the death of me, aren’t you?”

I smirk, lunging forward and taking his lip between my teeth. His pupils blow as I bite down, coating my tongue in the metallic taste of his blood.

When I let go, we’re both panting hard. But Orion looks like he’s come unglued. His hand moves to the front of my neck, applying pressure and cutting off my airflow. The hard length of his cock presses into my stomach, straining to get to me through the fabric of his jeans. A hard little ball digs into my stomach, but I don’t have the sense to realize what it is as black dots begin to swarm my vision. I look deep into Orion’s eyes, never blinking. I want him to see the warning in mine—the challenge.

But he looks back. And what I see there scares me to the core.

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ORION

“IRRESISTIBLE”

After she passes out,I throw Seraphina’s limp body across my shoulder, red crowding my vision as I stalk toward the St. Andrews cross on the back wall. I’m careful not to jostle her too much as I position her in the center of the cross, having to hold her up with one arm while I strap her wrist into a cuff with the other.

I hold her up while I connect the second wrist—not wanting to risk her shoulder dislocating—and once she’s supported evenly, I slowly release my grip. I step back, taking a moment to admire the dips and curves of her body, the chastity belt gleaming from her hips.

Salivating, I crouch low, running a finger up the inside of her calf, admiring each dip and curve of her ankle. Every part of her—no, everycellof her—calls to me. She’s so beautiful, I feel like I’m going to burst every time I look at her.

I drag my finger up, up, up, stopping at the corner of the chastity belt. I swirl my finger in the arousal pooling there, only drawing back when I’m completely coated in her. I draw my finger to my mouth, my eyes fluttering closed as the taste of her floods my senses. It’s sweet and heady and utterly intoxicating—and it makes me come undone.

I throw my head back, and a shuddering groan falls from my open mouth as I come in my pants, losing all control with the thought, the feel, the taste of her.

“Fuck.” I drag my chin down as the last of my release shudders free. “Fuck.”

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