Page 100 of Our Sins in Shadows (Coven of Sin 2)

“Blood ofChrist!” he cursed. Sitting back on his heels, he ripped down his sweats to free his erection. It caught on the waistband for a moment before springing out, thick, and full, and ripe in its masculine perfection. “You don’t feel this?”

My eyes boggled, and my lungs emptied as I took in the priest’s cock. Gazing at it was almost a religious experience in itself, enough to bring the most pious of nuns to their knees.

Still, I felt nothing. I sobbed, throwing my head back on the bed in frustration. “This is bullshit! Just fuck me. Maybe your mark will wake up my monster.”

Sterling gave a guttural growl. I’d hung around Vin enough to know that was sexy male lingo for “no.”

“And have you experience no sensation until that point? I think not, love. When I claim your body, you’re going to feel every damn inch of me.” Stuffing himself back in his pants with a salty pout that looked misplaced on his face, he collapsed onto his side beside me and propped his head in his hand.

“What if I have another, slightly more lecherous idea?”

My lips pursed with piqued interest. “Sounds like it might be up my alley.”

“Oh, I think it is.” He reached for me, his fingers walking a path up my torso and over my clavicle. “When I walked in on you and Eros, he was about to give you a thorough spanking.”

My pulse escalated. “Yeah?”

“That idea had merit. We can do something a little rougher to wake you from the sleep state your body is trying to place you in. The more stimulation, the better.”

“You want to spank me?”

“No. I see no appeal in hurting you, if I’m being honest. Besides, the belt wouldn’t have been enough, in all likelihood. But Eros has a penchant for such a thing.”

“Wait.” I blanched for a moment, my mind spiraling with all the possibilities of what he was getting at. “Are you suggesting we invite Eros here to…join us?”

I prayed to God or whoever was listening that my silver prince wasn’t teasing. Being in bed with Sterling was like sleeping with a wolf in sheep’s clothing. He wasn’t domineering or brutal like other alpha vampires. But he had a firm way of handling me that reminded me he was in control, and I liked giving him that after his trauma with the vampire king.

Then toss the depraved Eros into the mix...

Sterling’s mouth spread into a deliciously wry smile. “I take it by your scent that you like this idea?”

“Hell yeah, I like it,” I said, eyelashes fluttering. I squeezed my thighs together, the slightest trace of heat tickling my apex.

Catching a certain quality in my tone, the prince’s eyes stained pale red. I wasn’t sure if he’d ever shared a woman before—my guess was probably not. Yet the idea seemed to hold as much appeal to him as it did to me. “You’re a wicked little creature, aren’t you?”

I shrugged. “Guess that’s what happens when a Helsing and a vampire king make a hate baby.”

“We’ll be fairly rough with you, Ruby. So at any time if you’re uncomfortable and you’d like us to stop, give the word.”

“I’ll scream for mercy.”

Sterling blinked, which was something he almost never did. “Pardon?”

“Oh, uh, that’s my safe word I have with Eros. In case he’s too rough on me.”

My prince gave a nod, looking somewhat perturbed as he dug into his sweats and extracted his phone. The screen lit up as he stabbed at a button. I glanced at his lock screen in curiosity. It was a picture of some ancient European castle. It added up, considering he was from England once upon a time. As I stared longer at the picture, I realized it was a wallpaper of Alnwick Castle, which was the castle used as inspiration for Hogwarts inHarry Potter.

“Siri. Call Eros,” the vampire instructed into his phone’s speaker.

I hoped he’d put it on speakerphone, but he didn’t. He held it up to his ear, and a beat later, he said, “I need your assistance with our princess.”

A pause. “Yes, that kind of assistance. The belt idea was on the right path, but I won’t be doing that to her, nor will you while you’re in my presence.”

The things I’d give to hear both ends of the conversation.

The eldest prince’s expression contorted with disgust. “That’s revolting. Don’t you have any—actually, that might work. But if she’s not one hundred percent comfortable with that, we’ll need to figure something else out.”

There was another stretch of silence while Eros spoke. Sterling’s brows twitched, and he swung his face in my direction.

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