Page 59 of The Sin Binder's Chains

I hover there, right on the edge, my body coiled, trembling, burning up from the inside out, but I can’t come. I can’t fall.

I gasp, writhing, squeezing around him, but Elias just smirks, his pace never faltering, never giving me what I need to break.

“Not yet,” he whispers, his cock sliding so deep it makes me see stars. “Not until I say so.”

He drives into me harder, pulling almost out before thrusting back in, so deep, so perfect, his grip unrelenting, his body a force I can’t escape.

Pleasure spirals tighter, unbearable, my legs shaking around his waist.

And then, he releases it.

Time slams back into place.

And I break.

A scream rips from my throat as my orgasm detonates, pleasure ripping through me in a violent, uncontrollable wave. My body clenches around him, spasming, locking, milking his cock as he drives into me harder, chasing his release.

Elias curses, slamming into me one last time, his body jerking as he comes, as he spills deep inside me, hot and thick, his breath ragged, wrecked, his forehead pressing to mine as he shudders through every last pulse of pleasure.

For a long moment, he doesn’t move.

Just breathes. Just feels.

Then, slowly, lazily, he rolls his hips one last time, dragging his cock deep, just to feel me tremble around him.

He smirks against my shoulder, lazily rolling his hips, making me gasp, making my already oversensitive body clench around him. He groans, deep and satisfied, his tongue flicking out to taste the sweat on my skin.

And then, he ruins everything.

“Guess that means you’re my little Dain-cave now.”

The world stops. I blink slowly, processing.

Elias’s entire body locks up on top of me, like his brain has just caught up with the words that actually just left his mouth.

I stare at him.

He stares at me.

I feel his dick twitch inside me.

And then he goes, “No.”

Like he’s trying to reverse time. Like he’s trying to undo the moment with sheer force of will.

But it’s too late.

Because I am already gone. Laughter explodes out of me, sharp, gasping, uncontrollable, my entire body shaking beneath him as I lose my goddamn mind.

Elias looks like he wants to die.

"Luna. No. No, you did not hear that.” He’s scrambling, panicking, still inside me, still flushed and sweaty and naked, but now looking horrified.

Which makes it so much worse.

I can’t breathe. I can’t see. I clutch my stomach, laughing so hard I almost push him out of me.

He lets out a deep, miserable groan, dropping his forehead onto my chest. "I hate myself."

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