Page 165 of Sinful

And I pushed forward, finally claiming what had always been mine.

The tightness. The heat. The sound that came from her as I sank deep inside her body was the final nail in my coffin.

I was hers. Forever. There would never be a time when I wouldn’t be.

And her?

I’d never let her go. There wouldn’t be a place in heaven or hell she could run and hide from me.

When I said I loved someone, it went to the grave and beyond.

She would be my greatest love. My greatest obsession.

I only hoped she was ready for it.

SIRENA

Sin filled me slowly. Sweetly. It was almost too much, but I spread myself wider for him, eager to fit all of him inside me.

And the piercing. While it terrified me, it also intrigued me.

It was when he started moving that I saw the appeal.

With his eyes locked on mine, he made love to me. Deep. Gentle. A little swivel of his hips every now and then to grind himself deep inside my heat. Teasing. Giving. Loving.

I clung to him as he gave me a little piece of himself, his gray eyes all-consuming as he stared down at me. His warm breath blew across my face. My nails made deep indents into his skin. He didn’t wince. In fact, he spoke.

“Deeper, siren. I want to feel you claw my soul, baby,” he rasped against my lips.

So I dug deeper, earning a groan from him and knowing damn well it had to hurt. I’d seen the scars and marks on his body. My nails were no more painful than what he did to himself, so I gave him what he asked for.

I’d give him whatever he asked for. All of them owned me and could have anything they wanted from me. That’s just how far I’d fallen.

Sin picked up his pace, each swivel and grind of his dick inside me making me gasp out in pleasure. The heat grew until my pussy was spasming around him, my release rushing from my body like a tidal wave.

And he rode it, weaving one wave of pleasure into another. With his brows crinkled, he watched me come. Watched me give a silent scream, his name tumbling from my lips like a prayer I couldn’t stop repeating. He was learning me. I knew he was because he did it again, his dick hitting that place inside me that sent all logic from my brain and turning me into jello.

The way he could weave one moment of pleasure into the next had me reeling. He was quickly learning all the ways to make me claw at him.

He moved faster, setting a fire inside me, until I was consumed completely, this time his name not so silent.

“S-Sinful. Oh god. Oh my god,” I cried out, my nails deep inside his flesh.

He groaned out my name, his cock pumping as he came with me, filling me. His movements grew uneven before he collapsed over me, breathing heavily. He managed to keep most of his weight off me as he buried his face against my neck and clung to me.

“I love you. I love you so fucking much,” he husked out against my skin.

I ran my fingers through his messy hair as he held me tighter.

“I’m yours, Sirena. Always and forever.” He didn’t come up for air. Instead, he held me like I held him, our bodies perfectly molded to each other’s.

“I’m yours too, Sinful,” I answered back, my voice trembling. “Always and forever.”

We’d been so caught up in one another that I’d forgotten the guys had been watching the entire time. I glanced over and caught Ashes’s eye.

He gave me a smile, his eyes shining brightly.

Then Stitches. He simply stared back, his lips parted, his hands clasped in front of him as he balanced his elbows on his knees, all his focus on us.

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