Page 56 of Touched By Sin
My moans grow in volume, and Alaric bites down on my bottom lip to shut me up. It’s so sharp that I gasp as blood rushes to the surface.
“That’s our beautiful angel,” he whispers, his lips pressed against mine. “Let us make you feel good. Let us ravage your angel cunt. There’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
There’s a thud downstairs.
Ronan laughs between my legs. “Hell is about to break loose.”
Clarity threatens to clear this blissful haze, but Alaric grips my jaw, demanding my attention, and plunges his tongue into my mouth. He sucks on my tongue and bites my bottom lip. My kiss-swollen lips burn and tingle while he continues to devour me. I moan as he explores every inch of me with hard kisses. I need more, so much more…
The door flies open just as Ronan fills me up with his tongue. Daemon takes in the scene. His belt is unbuckled, his T-shirt is creased, and his hair stands on end. Not to mention the smeared lipstick on his mouth.
Alaric breaks away from my lips and takes another pull on his joint, then holds it out. “Want some? There’s plenty to go around.”
The door slams shut, rattling on its hinges. Daemon snatches the joint from Alaric, tosses it to the floor, and crushes it beneath his boot. Then he grabs my arm and hauls me to my feet, ignoring my surprised shriek when he yanks me to his chest. “Did I say any of you assholes could touch her?”
Rising to his full height, Ronan makes a show of wiping his mouth. “You were otherwise occupied. I wasn’t going to let good pussy go to waste.”
Alaric covers his smirk with his fisted hand. They’re amused. I’m not. I’m fucking angry.
Whirling on Daemon, I slap his cheek. “How fucking dare you come in here and tell them they can’t touch me when your lips,” I smack him again, “are smeared with lipstick.”
The words have barely left my mouth when he wrestles me to the bed and flips my skirt up. He holds me down with his hand on the back of my neck, then smacks my ass hard. I yelp, and he smacks me again, harder this time.
“That’s for fucking my cousin.” The next resounding thwack makes me cry out. “That’s for disobeying me at every fucking turn!” His hand slides between my legs, and he chuckles darkly as my cheeks blaze.
I’m dripping with desire.
“I forgot what a dirty little slut you are.”
“Fuck you!”
Smack!
A treacherous moan slips from my lips, and he plunges two thick fingers inside me.
“You think I wouldn’t punish you for opening your legs for my cousin?”
“I thought you would kill me,” I admit, my voice muffled in the sheet.
“Tempting,” he says, removing his fingers to smack me again. My skin is on fire from his blows. “I fucking hate the thought that he’s been inside you.”
I shoot up, breathing hard, and shove him away. “How dare you make me seem like such a fucking whore when you were upstairs with a girl just now? Fuck you, Daemon!”
His wings sprout behind him, knocking over the tower of books on Ronan’s desk. Then he’s on me, forcing me down on the bed. Subduing me with his weight and power.
My body comes alive like a flower in spring.
“What the fuck do you want from me, little angel?”
His hand is on my throat and I claw his cheek, pleased to see blood rush to the surface.
“What the fuck doyouwant from me?” I counter.
“You!” he growls, his nose brushing up against mine, and then he jostles me. “I want you!”
My heart stops beating as his words register. Daemon wants me? What does that mean? He climbs off and walks to the door, but before he gets there, I scramble off the bed, run in front of him, and block the way out. His cold expression gives nothing away when I kneel down in front of him, gazing up at his devastatingly handsome face. “If you ever touch another girl again, I’ll run away and never return.”
Daemon grabs my chin, bruising me with his punishing grip. “Try it and see. I’ll hunt you down.” He steps around me and exits the room.
