Page 57 of Twisted Sins

Pasting an alluring smile, she picked up the copper tumbler with the fermented drink and went to him.

She took a sip of the drink and then offered the rest to him. She raised it to his lips, but he didn’t sip or reach for it.

Instead, she felt his large hand on her shoulder.

Before he ripped her dress into pieces, she quickly took a step away. With a short laugh, she shook her head.

“Khayer,” she repeated. “Let’s eat first.”

She reached for his large palm and tugged his hand.

“Venam.”

Luckily, he listened and came with her.

She sat on the low bedding and held the drink in her hand while he joined next to her.

Taking another sip of the drink, she offered it to him.

This time, he held it in his hand. But he didn’t take a sip from it.

Her heart raced as she reached for the food tray and picked up a date. Biting into it slowly, she offered the other half to him. But he didn’t accept it.

He is truly a savage who doesn’t understand seduction.

He most likely viewed consummation as mating with no foreplay. He probably imagined her on her hands and knees while he mounted her from behind like an animal. She had to teach the demon about seduction.

Eating the rest of the sweet dates, she reached for the back of her dress and tugged on the ties. Her blouse loosened, and she shrugged out of it, baring her upper body. Before she lost her nerve, she tugged on the ties of her long skirt as well and slipped out of it.

She then sat completely naked next to the demon.

Her stomach contracted, and her nipples hardened while his molten, heated gaze swept over her curves and body.

No man had ever seen her naked. And yet, the demon had not only seen her naked, he also felt entitled to claim his rights as her husband.

Her breathing hitched.

Before he pounced on her, she reached for the drink in his hand, and took a small sip, and then standing on her knees, she leaned forward until her mouth met with his and she swept her tongue over the seam of his lips, letting him taste the sweet liquid from her tongue.

She had no damn idea what she was doing. She was letting her instinct guide her.

Just as she was about to draw back, his hand gripped her hair at the back of her head. She gasped at the pressure.

“Rudra,” she said, laughing huskily.

She then placed her palm against his chest. “Khayer first,” she said.

She reached for another date and leaned forward before placing it in his mouth. This time, he opened his lips and took it from her.

He watched her with molten eyes as he chewed. Controlling the trembling in her stomach, she bit into another date and repeated. He ate it as well.

She ate a few nuts and then took a sip of the drink before offering it to him. This time, he took the tumbler and finished the drink.

She nearly cried in relief.

She fed him a few more dates and nuts and also the thick millet rotis. She only ate a few bites and fed the rest of it to him. Soon, the food tray was nearly empty.

He continued to watch her as though he wanted to know what she would do next.

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