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My heart drills through me, uneven breaths catching in my lungs. And still Sinister advances on me. He drives out blow after blow, barely pausing for the magic to disperse before firing off another attack. I block and defend against them all. Fury claws through me and as he raises his hand again, I snap completely.

My feet shove off the ground and I tackle him hard, putting all of my weight into taking the bastard down.

Except we don’t go down. His balance wavers, his feet stumbling back, but he rights himself.

And then he’s holding me against him. His fingers dig into the undersides of my thighs, securing me in place against his hips.

A strangled sound clears his throat as a hesitant smile pulls at his lips.

“This is a strange attack method you have, love. It’s sure to distract your opponent though.”

My eyes narrow on him, my fingers shoving at his chest just lightly. A weird sensation of annoyance and lust twirls through me as I realize how nice his hips feel between my thighs. My skirt’s pushed so far up, his thumbs brush back and forth against my bare skin. Before I can react, I shove against him one more time, reminding myself that this is a serious mock fight and I can’t be distracted.

He doesn’t budge. He doesn’t release me. He only walks around with me squirming in his arms, showing me off to the villagers who pass us by.

“What do you think we should do with my prisoner?” He turns us, facing Kain and Rime.

I shove harder at his strong shoulders, but his fingers only dig in even more into my skin. A huff skims over my lips, my hair hanging messily in my face as I glare down on his ridiculous smirk.

“Teach her a lesson,” Rime says in a low, sensual voice.

My thighs clench around Sinister’s lean hips just from the sound of that statement alone.

“Definitely.” Kain’s voice is close against my ear, but he doesn’t touch me.

“Put me down.” Before Sinister can reject my plea my white-hot magic stings against the flesh of Sinister’s neck. He winces. His pained expression lasts all of half of a second before he seals that transparent, fiery protective barrier around his body.

And then the real torture begins.

Big hands slip beneath my coat, skimming up my sides as a strong chest pushes against my back, pushing me harder into Sinister. I feel Kain’s touch all over, low and deep within my core. And then he tickles me, digging his fingers into my ribs and along my sides until I’m squirming and laughing and shoving.

And grinding.

The protective layer of crimson magic and the amused expression slips away from Sinister the moment my hips thrust into his. His long fingers move slowly until he’s palming the curve of my ass, holding me firming in place. The inky pools within his fiery gaze dilate and his teeth sink into his lower lip as he watches me as closely as I’m watching him.

“Kain, stop,” I bark the words out, halting his teasing torture in an instant.

“Kain,” Rime’s warning tone is a dark sound.

Kain’s fingers tense without movement against me. No one moves. No one makes a sound. There’s only the sound of heavy breaths that mingle between my lips and Sinister’s.

And all I feel is the hardness of his cock against my core.

“Put me down, Sin.” It’s a whispered and rasping request.

His Adam’s apple bobs as he slowly swallows. His hold on me releases, his fingers skimming up my body until his palms are against my ribs. He looks down on me. My feet feel unsteady against the ground and I have to physically think about the process of stepping back from him.

Everything I ever felt for him all those years ago slams through my body. And how terrible things turned out for us rams through my memories.

“Sorry,” he whispers on a painful breath.

My heart pounds so hard I’m sure he can hear it is my only reply.

I hate that I did this to us. He and I were making so much progress. I feel like we just ripped away all that progress.

“I—I guess that’s enough for today.” Kain’s voice disrupts the tense awkwardness I was building around us all.

Sinister’s gaze shifts away from me and where I feel guilt, he looks like he feels confusion.