Page 91 of Bite of Sin

“Something you can’t do since your arms are bound,” she shot back, her voice a notch higher.

“You could unchain me.”

“No.”

“Then take your own pleasure from me,” I replied, my cock twitching just from that thought. “Climb back up on my lap, Kali. Come prove just how much of adisappointmentI’d be after our kiss.”

She stared at me, listening to the words she had thrown at me yesterday. For once, her face wasn’t unreadable. Her cheeks flushed pink, and I stayed quiet, not pushing her anymore. I didn’t want her to keep doing this to force answers out of me. I wanted her to give in to the desire for me that I knew she fucking had.

“I won’t have sex with you,” she stated firmly. “It’s not enjoyable anyway.”

“Sex isn’t enjoyable?” I sputtered out, genuinely shocked by her words.

“No,” she snapped. “Every time just reminded me that I could go the rest of my life without it.”

“Oh, Kali,” I murmured, wishing I could convince her to free my hands. “The things I could do to you to change your mind. I would have you writhing with pleasure. You just haven’t experienced the good kind of sex yet. Please, let me be the one to teach you.”

She bit her lip, her resolve slipping for a moment before something stopped her from giving in to it. She raised her chin before crawling back over me and sitting down with her thin sweatpants and my shorts being the only barriers between her pussy and my cock. My head was still pounding, and pangs of starvation jolted through my body, but I only focused on Kali as her hands landed on my shoulders.

“Use me,” I demanded, losing my self-control. “If you come while on top of me, then I’ll give you something to tell Tim.”

Her jaw flexed at my order, because I was once again taking the control back. I didn’t give a fuck. I wanted to see her come apart, and I was willing to play dirty to get it.

“I won’t have sex,” she repeated stiffly.

“Then don’t. Grind against me. Rock your hips. Find the spot that shoots pleasure all over that beautiful body of yours. Then don’t stop until you fall over the edge.”

“And you’ll tell me what I want to know?”

“Are we really going to pretend that you’re sitting on top of me half-naked because you want answers for your group?” I tsked. “Fine, I’ll play along for now. But once I’m out of these chains, we’ll be having a conversation.”

She bristled but still didn’t make a move to get off me. I jutted my hips, making her nails dig into my skin to keep her balance.

“Move,” I told her, keeping her stare. “Back and forth, Kali. I promise you’ll fucking love it.”

To my surprise, she did what I said, and I sucked in a breath when she rubbed herself over my cock. Fuck me. I wished her pants were off so I could see all of her, but I smartly kept my mouth shut as she moved faster. This was pushing her to her limit. I could see the tension lining her face. She was torn about this because of who I was. What I was. But she still didn’t stop.

She was sliding back and forth against me, and I shook my head. “Don’t move so much. Grind. Quick, small movements. And make sure it’s hitting right where you need it.”

She shot me a glare as I spoke, but she still switched up the way she moved. Soon, the rigidness she was carrying fell away, and her heart began pounding faster. She’d found the sweet spot. I didn’t even blink as I watched her lose control. All her defenses came down as she chased her own release, and I loved every damn second of it.

The way she was grinding on my cock had spasms of pleasure mixing with the pain my body was still in. As good as it felt, I wasn’t even sure I could get my own orgasm. Not when I was so starved. Although, that really wasn’t on my mind at the moment. I’d be perfectly fucking happy watching her come again and again while sitting on me.

Her breaths came out faster, and she squeezed her eyes shut as she kept moving. My cock was rock hard underneath her, and she used that, rubbing her pussy against me. I blinked, wishing I could enjoy this fully instead of my body fighting between pain and pleasure.

“Oh my God,” she breathed out, still keeping her eyes closed.

“Just wait,” I ground out, listening to her heart beat out of control and knowing she was getting close. “Next time, when my hands are free, it’ll be even better.”

“There won’t be a next time,” she said, her voice lacking any kind of vigor. “One-time thing.”

I didn’t respond, not bothering to argue with her. There was no way this would be the only time this happened. But I wouldn’t push it for now.

She raised her hand, clamping it over her mouth, muffling a scream as she came hard. Her hips didn’t stop rocking as she drew out the orgasm as long as she could. She finally slumped forward, her head resting on my shoulder as she caught her breath.

I went utterly still. Her throat was so close that I could turn my head and easily feed on her if I wanted. Her scent smothered me, and I sucked in shallow breaths through my mouth, trying to think about anything that wasn’t her blood. I could feed on her. But I wouldn’t. Not now. She’d never venture this close to me again if I did that.

After about a minute, her body went stiff, and she scrambled off me as her senses won out. Her cheeks were bright pink while she grabbed her shirt and rushed to slip it back on.

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