Page 17 of Our Sins in Shadows (Coven of Sin 2)

“Yeah, we better be invited to that party,” Eros muttered behind me.

Vincent grinned, kissing the tip of my nose, soft and benign, which wasn’t exactly his style. “I want our first time to be just the two of us. I want it to last. You’ve been like a damn poison to my system, Ruby Renada. I haven’t been able to think about anything since I pulled you out of that hellhole in Quincy. From the moment I saw you, I wanted to fuck you out of my system. Which I still plan on doing.”

“But...?” I asked.

“ButI plan on claiming all of you. Your blood, your cum, your tears. All so I can work you back into my veins.”

“Just so you can fuck me out of your system again? That sounds like an intense cycle.”

“It will be. It will be slow, it will be painful, and I’ll make it so goddamn good you’ll not want to leave my den for weeks.”

My chest flushed with the thought of it, and I let out a splintered laugh. “I’m half-human, remember? I’ll need to leave to eat.”

“You’ll take your sustenance from my blood. Your entertainment from the rest of my body. For days, I want to be all you see, all you hear.” He pushed his fingers deeper, and I cried out, quivering around him. “All you feel.”

His mouth pulled into an ear-to-ear grin that would look at home on the face of Satan himself. “That’s all I ask. Whips, chains, banned dungeon porn, whatever else you want, it’s yours.”

His words, the lecherous slide of his fingers in my pussy, and the push of Eros behind me as he finger fucked my ass, it was too much. My sweat-soaked skin was as red as sin, and my thoughts were just as hot, just as filthy.

I wanted them both inside me, not just their fingers.

It was as if Eros possessed a special ability to read thoughts, so long as they were as dirty and depraved as him because he was pulling his finger from my ass, and the sound of him shoving his shorts down met my ear.

A second later, the warm head of his cock pressed against my backside. “Ready for more of me, doll?”

My eyelids fluttered shut, and I braced myself for the penetration that I knew was going to hurt like a mother.

I wanted the pain.

No sooner than I gave a feeble nod, I felt myself stretch around him, the pinching feeling multiplying as his shaft eased inside me with a pace that had me shaking violently.

Then Vincent’s bone-rattling growl brought everything to a screeching halt. My eyes flung open, and I sucked in a breath the moment I registered the crazed look he wore. His glower was trained on his brother, which charged the air with dangerous electricity.

“No. You’re not fucking her ass. Finger her all you want, but you won’t be taking her there tonight, not like that.”

Eros froze behind me. The tension grew so stiff between the two princes, it was hard to breathe. “I get why you want to hold off on claiming her. I won’t lie; I’m impressed by your restraint. But just because you’ve got blue balls doesn’t mean I’ve got to suffer with you.”

“This isn’t about me. I’ve seen that dick in the locker room. There’s no way in this concrete hell I’m letting you push her to her limits now. Not here. Especially not before she’s had any rest or anything to eat.”

Eros growled his frustration. Withdrawing himself from me, he grabbed one of my arms and forced it through the cell bars. He guided it to his cock, and instinctively, my fingers curled around his girth. They didn’t even meet. It was big, sure. But it’s not like taking his dick up the ass would break me.

“I can take more, Vin.”

“Let us satisfy you in a way that preserves your energy, Princess.”

A rebuttal sizzled in my throat, but I held my tongue. He was right, even though I hated to admit it. Exhaustion slowly leached into my muscles, making them ache. Even though I was coming more into my vampire-queen abilities, I was still human. Pushing myself to my limits would not bode well for us, not here in the clutches of the enemy.

So I let my body relax back into Vincent’s fingers. They probed inside me, then curled, hitting their mark. Stars burst into my vision, and the sensation was complete bliss. I didn’t think I could experience pleasure better than this...until my vision cleared and Vincent Feral came into view. His chiseled jaw flexed. He was so beautiful—hefeltbeautiful—his planes of muscles clenching as he put his back into getting me right where he wanted me.

He was perfection, devilishly handsome, infuriating, mind obliteratingperfection.

Then he spoke, his low baritone crawling its way inside me, never to fade from my memory so long as I should live. “You’re never more beautiful than when you take me inside you, Princess.” His tone changed its pitch, becoming huskier yet. “I’m becoming addicted to seeing you like this.”

My heart stirred with something dark and wonderful.

I threw my head back against the bars, panting, writhing my hips, all while stroking Eros’ cock in my hand, so eager for him to unravel right along with me.

He came first. The hot wash of fluid spurted onto my backside. I fell apart seconds later, crying my release around Vincent’s fingers. He watched my face crumple with my climax, as if trying to memorize the way my features twisted with unbridled pleasure. Then he surged forward and captured my lips with his, stealing the final remnants of my tattered breath. My insides turned molten as my lungs screeched for air.

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