Page 30 of Brandy Snap: Part Two
He suddenly slammed into me, fireworks exploding behind my eyes as I let out a sharp scream as his cock completely filled me.
I never expected him to go so hard. And a dark look filled his face as he clenched his jaw, pulling back to thrust into me again.
My mouth fell wide and my nails dug into his shoulders as I squeezed tighter.
I wanted to kiss him, to touch him, to tell him how good it was, but every thrust drove me crazier, until all I could do was cling to him and cry out as he took me away.
“You are so beautiful,” he groaned as he pistoned into me again.
Slick drenched us both as I perfumed and his scent blended with mine. I wanted it to be stronger, more potent, more powerful, so Zania knew what we had done the second she opened the door.
I focused on Sin’s face, on his strained expression, like he was holding himself back. His brow furrowed, and his upper arms and stomach flexed with each thrust.
“I’m so close,” I said as I arched my back even more, angling my pussy, so he hit me even deeper.
“Let go for me.” He dropped to kiss me again. My mouth burst with vanilla and my pleasure peaked as an orgasm tore through me so fast that shock pounded me along with his cock.
I was shouting, chanting his name, our voices mixing in the heavy air of the room.
“Melanie,” he groaned as he nibbled at my bottom lip.
It was so frenzied and I was so overwhelmed that I couldn’t tell if the feelings pouring from us were love, or just our instincts.
“I won’t let you go,” he gasped as a hand rounded the back of my neck, and he held me there, like an offering to him. “Do you understand? You’re mine.”
I pulled him to me, kissing him as he kept desperately thrusting. I couldn’t give him a reply when my heart sank. He couldn’t claim me when the other two members of his pack despised me.
There was no room for words now, not when everything was so jumbled. Even though he consumed me with every movement, I couldn’t give him my heart. He couldn’t give me his either. We could give each other this moment, but I refused to be any more than that. Not when they were part of the reason my life was ruined.
My omega instincts flared up again, hoping he would knot me. His knot needed to become a hard bulb at the base of his cock. If it swelled up when he was buried inside me, we could stay connected for hours.
Caspian hadn’t knotted me when I was in heat, and my body was still suffering from it. But I didn’t know if I could ask Sin for a knot.
“Just stay with me,” Sin murmured, as if he could sense my hesitation. He lowered his head, pinning himself against my chest, his ear over my heart as he ground his cock into me.
“I desperately want to bite you,” he said as he pressed a kiss against my collarbone. “Not being bonded to you is killing me.”
My omega instincts fired up at his words, but I knew it wasn’t right. No matter how deeply I needed his bite, it would do so much more damage to force myself into their pack. Especially after everything Kai had said to me since we’d met.
Just the reminder of them had guilt slashing through me as I realised how easily I’d given in to my desires. Kai had made it so clear I shouldn’t touch his alphas, and I’d tempted Sin to fuck me the first chance I had.
I notched my chin against the top of his head as he spread kisses over my chest.
I should have pushed him off me. I should have told him that was enough. But his scent and his aura flowed over me again, and the feeling I’d craved so much all my life, the feeling of being completely loved—it stole all my common sense.
Sin lifted himself up to look at me, like we had all the time in the world to decide what to do. Instead, he bent down to kiss me, and I let him.
All we became were shouts and moans as we continued to fuck, lost in the sensation of being together.
I was still coming. Over and over again, the waves of pleasure took me. With every thrust I collapsed around him, and I wanted to stay there in the blaze of need where I could pretend we were real lovers.
Caspian
Ididn’t know what to do with myself, and I fucking hated it.
Camille was too tired to walk, but she wouldn’t let me carry her. Flint had come down from her room and was hoveringbehind us, looking like he planned to take me out. And even though I needed to pay attention as Camille slowly climbed the stairs to reach her rooms on the first floor, almost all my focus was on Sin.
The higher we climbed, the closer we got to him, and the more intensely I could sense my mate and all the fucked-up feelings and sensations whirling around inside him.
