Page 101 of Bite of Sin

“Why?” I breathed out, lifting my ass as he pulled them off me.

“You think I forgot what you did to me in the basement?” he questioned roughly. “I told you I would turn all that teasing back on you. But it’ll have to wait until next time, when you don’t have to stay quiet. And I want to taste you while you’re making a delicious mess all over my tongue.”

My cheeks flushed, and I tried finding my words to remind him that this wasneverhappening again. But before I could, he lifted my legs until my thighs were on his shoulders, and he wrapped his arms around them, pulling me exactly where he wanted. The next thing I felt was his tongue sliding across my pussy, and I slammed my mouth shut to keep from crying out.

He flicked and nipped at my clit, making me buck in his hold. His arms tightened around my thighs, preventing me from escaping the overwhelming pleasure. He wasn’t gentle or slow, but his movements were exactly what I needed to climb to the edge all over again. Heat flushed through me, and I slapped my hand over my mouth, barely remembering that I had to be quiet.

My body trembled, and I rocked my hips, whimpers escaping me as he coaxed my climax to the edge. Every nerve exploded as I came, and I screamed, my hand swallowing the noise as he kept licking and sucking. I squeezed my thighs around his head, unable to handle the sensations anymore. He finally pulled away, and I heard him moving around.

When he fell back on top of me, my heart stuttered, feeling his naked body on me. He’d taken off his shorts, and he pressed his body onto mine, his hard cock pressing against my pussy.

A coherent thought shoved its way through my muddled mind, and I raised my arms, finding his chest and pressing my palms against him.

“I can’t get pregnant.” I spoke slowly. “I will never bring a child into this world. Especially with a vampire. Having black blood is a fate I will never put on a child.”

He was silent for a moment, and I wished there was a light on so I could see his face.

“Do you trust me, Kali?” he asked, his voice low.

My chest tightened. “I honestly don’t know how to answer that question right now.”

He shifted his weight over me, and after a small click, the room was bathed in dim light. He’d turned on the lantern that was on the table next to the bed. I blinked, my eyes adjusting to being able to see again. Zan only gave me a second before he grasped my chin, making sure I was looking into his eyes.

“I willnotget you pregnant,” he swore. “Like you, I have no plans of bringing a child into this life.”

I swallowed thickly, unsure of how to answer. I was now regretting being able to see him. In the dark, I could keep my emotions hidden. Facing him made it all too real. I shouldn’t want this. Wanthim. He was everything I’d been taught to hate. But why was the little voice in my head begging for this night to never end?

“Do you trust me about this?” he asked, his eyes searching mine.

“Yes,” I whispered hoarsely. I wasn’t ready for him to leave yet.

He lowered his head, kissing me deeply. My heart pounded when I felt his cock nudge my entrance before he slowly inched inside me.

“Holy fuck,” he groaned once he filled me completely. “You feel so damn good.”

He pulled out and thrust again, his mouth smothering my cries as he picked up his pace. Every time he plunged back into me, the waves of pleasure built, and I eagerly met his thrusts, wrapping my arms around his neck. His tongue clashed with mine, and he kissed me like he was starved.

My hips rocked, and I could feel myself getting close, but the pleasure waned each time he moved when my clit wasn’t grazing his body. Letting out a frustrated noise, I moved my hand down my body until it was awkwardly between my legs, but Zan slowed when he realized what I was doing.

He pulled out of me, ignoring my protests, and then stood up before pulling me until my ass was nearly hanging over the edge of the bed. He lifted my legs, putting my ankles on his shoulders before he plunged back into me.

“Fuck,” I choked out, my body flailing under him as he gripped my hips. This hit a whole new angle.

Zan shot me a smoldering grin. “Now I want you to touch yourself.”

I did what he said, realizing this position made it much easier to rub my clit. Pleasure racked my body as I touched myself. Zan’s strokes were deep and fast, and I squeezed my eyes shut, losing myself to the sensations.

“Eyes on me,” Zan demanded in a low voice. “I want to watch you come apart this time.”

There was no more struggle or guilt about this. He was working my body up in a way that I couldn’t form a thought about anything other than what he was doing to me. The pleasure was overtaking everything else, and when I opened my eyes, my gaze locked on his.

“Feel it, Kali?” he asked, thrusting again.

I shook my head, trying to understand what he meant. “What?”

“How right this is.”

Shock tore through me. “No, it’s not.”

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