Page 59 of Twisted Sins

A strange heat enveloped her stomach.

Shaking her head slightly, she continued downward. She ran her teeth and tongue over the ridges of his well-defined abdomen.

The demon’s body was built like an ancient warrior. Hard, powerful, and masculine.

Although his lower body was clothed, she recalled that the rest of him was also built powerfully like a warrior.

Suddenly, a sinful thought occurred to her.

This demon thinks of me as his wife. I have the right to touch him.

She placed her fingers on his hard arousal. It felt huge and was pulsating powerfully. She could feel the heat even through the layer of cloth.

She squeezed, wanting to feel more.

The demon let out a deep, savage growl.

And the next moment, he shot up from the bedding, grabbed her, and threw her underneath him.

She let out a shocked gasp and found herself staring up into the molten grey eyes.

“Wait,” she said. “I’m not done with—”

Before she could finish, his fingers dug into her hair, and his mouth crashed on top of hers.

His kiss was hungry. She felt his tongue sweeping over her lips, tasting her before plunging deep into her mouth in a way that was both savage and seductive.

Her heart thudded. She wanted to stop him and push him away from the top of her, but she kept still.

His mouth parted from hers, only for his lips to fall on the side of her neck. He bit her, causing her body to jerk.

It hurt, but the pain felt good. Too good.

Shocked, she continued to lay still while his mouth moved lower, taking small bites along the way. She realized he was repeating what she did to him. Her heart thudded when his lips traced the top of her chest and then closed over her nipple.

She cried out when he bit it and sucked on it hard.

Oh God.

The pleasure she felt was unbelievable and alarming.

He moved to her other breast and repeated the same. Her body jerked and felt as though it was on fire. The place between her legs began throbbing. She dug her fingers into his thick, long hair, clutching him closer to her breast while feeling horrified that the demon was making her feel intense desire.

She cried out when he bit hard on the underside of her breast. Shocking slickness filled the folds between her legs.

He moved lower and ran his teeth and tongue around her belly button. Her stomach trembled visibly. His large palms slipped under her hips and cupped her buttocks.

She realized in panic he intended to move lower. He planned to consummate their marriage that night. And before doing that, he was destroying her barriers with his touch. He would find no resistance from her body when he made her his wife.

She grabbed his hair and pulled hard. “Rudra!” she cried out. “Stop! Kiss me!”

She thought he wouldn’t understand or heed her desperate cry and that she would feel his savage mouth between her legs. But his eyes met hers, and he moved on top of her.

He gave in to her demand and kissed her. The kiss was savage, and she matched the intensity. When she closed her eyes, her head began to feel heavy with a fog. She thought it was the fog of passion, but she realized in horror that the drug she had mixed in the drink earlier was working on her. She had only taken two or three tiny sips, but the drug was potent enough to cause her to get drowsy.

Then why the hell is the demon not falling asleep?

As soon as the thought passed her mind, she felt the demon raising his head. She watched as he shook his head slightly. A frown formed on his face as he blinked a few times.

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