Page 87 of Twisted Sins

She raised her head and met his gaze. The thick, jet-black eyelashes made his grey eyes all the more intense.

With a slightly trembling hand, she handed him the drink.

“Not yet,” he said gruffly. “Feed me the dates first.”

Sucking in a deep breath, she picked up a date and was about to put it into his mouth, but he held her hand.

“Feed me with your mouth,” he commanded. “Just like you did on that night.”

Her cheeks caught fire.

Vengeful, bullying demon.

His demon-sized warrior ego must have been hurt quite a lot that she had succeeded in drugging him by seducing him that night.

I’m going to do it again and watch you beg, you savage!

Placing a date into her mouth, she leaned towards him and then bit into half of the date and pushed the other half into his mouth. She ensured that her body didn’t touch his. But her body buzzed with awareness, and her skin broke into goosebumps, and her breathing turned uneven.

She fed him more dates until the dessert tray was empty.

When she handed him the drink, his mouth twisted darkly.

“It better not be drugged,” he warned. “You can’t escape the encampment.”

Her face flushed. “It’s not drugged.”

I should have poisoned it this time, you demon!

His eyes flashed as though he could read her mind. But he finished the drink and placed the tumbler aside.

He watched her closely with a dark, heated look as though waiting for her next move.

Something in his gaze made her feel as though he expected her to break down crying and beg him to leave her alone that night.

I will never beg!

Angry resolution grew inside her as she continued with her seduction plan.

Holding his gaze, she leaned towards him. Then, grabbing his shoulder-length hair with both her hands, she covered his mouth with hers in a savage kiss.

She kissed him angrily and aggressively.

When his tongue swept against hers, she pushed back and swept deeper into his mouth. A rough growl emitted from his throat, and she felt his fingers gripping her hair.

The kiss turned into a hostile yet passionate duel with the sweet, spicy, and musky taste of the demon filling her senses.

It was dark and addicting.

She pulled away to draw in her breath. But as soon as she saw his handsome face, angry resolve filled her again. She pushed his shoulders hard until he obeyed her and lay on the bedding.

His heated eyes quivered her stomach.

Dragging her eyes away from his handsome face, she swept her eyes over his body. The broad, muscular chest and the ridges of his abdomen with tattoos and various marks from the wounds were familiar as he held her against him each night. Her cheeks heated as she saw the outline of his hard arousal through the black cloth.

The savage masculine beauty intimidated yet drew her.

She recalled touching his body intimately in the holy land tent. Determined to seduce him again, she leaned forward and kissed the tattoo on his neck, and sucked the skin.

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