Page 270 of Of Sins and Sacrifice

And it wants more.

“Don’t you dare stop!” I cry out and tighten my hold on his hair.

He rewards me with a small bite against my inner thigh before slowly—far too slow for my liking—going back up between my legs.

“May I take your blood?” he murmurs, his mouth so close to where I want him.

“Yes, yes. Just…” Do something!

He waits a second before he swipes the flat of his tongue all over my sex, from the bottom up. As he reaches my pubic bone, he stops. His teeth scrape the sensitive skin at the top of my sex before moving slightly lower right atop my bud.

Sharp teeth penetrate my flesh. The sensation is unlike any other. Both pain and pleasure shoot through me in competing waves, and as blood drips out of the puncture wounds and into his waiting mouth, a strange euphoria claims my limbs.

I’m barely aware as my arms become slack by my side, my chest rising and falling as I labor to breathe.

He drinks deeply, and as the wounds heal, his attention returns to my bud, now drenched in a mix of blood, moisture, and his saliva.

Oddly enough, the thought of it makes me even wetter, but I suppose I’ll have time to question that later.

Still holding on to me, he moves one hand to my hip. His other hand joins his mouth between my legs as he trails his fingers through my wetness while his tongue continues to lap at me.

Then suddenly, one finger is there. At my entrance. He circles it around the small hole before pushing it slightly inside.

It’s a tight fit as he barely squeezes it halfway in. But the feel of him inside me sends a wave of shock through me.

I let out a small moan, followed by some incoherent sounds that might have been something along the lines of, “harder.”

“You’re so tight, tiny darling. So damn tight…” he groans. “I can’t wait to fuck you properly, to feel you strangle my cock.”

Any other time, his words would have scandalized me. Now they just whet my desire even more.

At first, he slowly thrusts his finger inside and withdraws it, and it dawns on me that he’s simulating the act of mating.

The faster he moves, the easier it is for his finger to slip in and out of me.

The friction is delicious, and combined with that wicked mouth of his…

By the Source! Now I know why females aren’t allowed to be alone with males. If they knew about this, there would not be a chaste deity in Aperion!

If just one finger of his can drive me so crazy, I cannot imagine how it will be when he uses his other thing on me, that much, much bigger thing.

Oh my! He will truly break me. But the prospect of it only makes me giddier and strangely…wetter.

“Fuck, Minnie. You’re doing so well, tiny darling.”

“Something is happening,” I say in between moans. “There is something. I don’t…” I grab onto his hair again and press his face closer to me, needing more pressure.

“Use me. Use my mouth to get what you need.”

Hooking my legs over his shoulders, I undulate my hips up and down, then side to side, creating a rhythm to the way his mouth touches that pleasure spot.

He flicks his tongue in and out, keeping up with my speed. And as the pressure builds and builds, I can only go faster, cling to him harder.

My back suddenly arches and my muscles become stiff as a loud sound slips past my lips.

My eyes are wide open, my head thrown back. Everything is so much clearer around me. I can feel and hear every little pulsation in the environment.

But that spot. Right where he’s now kissing me. It’s pulsing with heat and something else, something that…

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