Page 102 of Bite of Sin

His eyes flashed dangerously, and he suddenly moved both of my legs to one of his shoulders without changing the pace he was fucking me. With one arm gripping my legs to keep them in place, he pushed my hand away from my clit, replacing it with his own. He circled it slowly before pinching it, making me choke out a breath when a whole new gripping sensation of pleasure ripped through me.

Fuck me, that felt good.

“It doesn’t matter what I am. Or who you are,” he gritted out. “This…is something that can’t happen only once. It’s not fucking enough.”

I was practically a writhing mess under him, but his heated stare was burning through me. He was expecting an answer, even with me on the brink of an orgasm.

“It matters,” I forced out. “You kidnapped me. Kept me in your city.”

“I protected you.”

“You kill humans.”

He slammed back into me, his eyes never leaving mine. “Youkill vampires.”

“You locked me in your room for two days.”

“You’ve stabbed me—twice.”

“You deserved it,” I breathed out, my hands fisting the blanket as my pussy clenched around him. “You’re a controlling asshole.”

“Only with you,” he muttered, almost too low for me to hear.

I threw my hands over my mouth right when my orgasm slammed into me. Even with my mouth covered, I wasn’t quiet. But Zan didn’t seem worried that someone had heard, so I rode out the waves, my body going tight as the pleasure swallowed me whole. I moaned when he thrust again, drawing the orgasm out even longer.

His fingers left my clit, and he suddenly pulled out of me while keeping a hold on my legs. He fisted his cock, pumping it twice before his hot release shot out, covering my lower stomach. He groaned, his arm tightening around my legs as he sagged against the bed.

I lay there, catching my breath as reality slowly sank back in. Zan’s face was unreadable as he slowly let go of my legs before he turned around and grabbed a towel from the pile of clothes I had on the dresser. He dropped the towel onto my stomach, gently cleaning me up.

“You think I’d hurt you if you came back with me?” he asked quietly, his head tilting up to look at me.

My heart squeezed. “I don’t know.”

“I wouldn’t.”

“What if I decided to spill your secrets?” I asked bluntly.

A muscle in his jaw ticked. “You wouldn’t.”

“You don’t know that. And if I did, then what?” I asked, keeping his stare. “You kill me? Turn me?”

“It wouldn’t happen,” he gritted out. “You’d be with me all the time.”

I blew out a laugh. “I’m not going back to be watched all the time. I had enough of that the last time I was in your city.”

He tossed the towel onto the floor and then grabbed my legs, spreading them before falling back on top of me. His lips landed on my throat where he sucked hard, and my protest did nothing as he gave me another hickey.

“Zan,” I hissed. “What are you doing?”

“We could do this all the time if you came with me,” he murmured, propping himself up until he was looking down at me. “You wouldn’t be a prisoner. You’d bemine.”

My body flushed. Just the thought of doing this again was getting me worked up again. That was a damn problem.

“No,” I said stiffly. “Being yours would be the same as being trapped there. I’m human, Zan. I will never belong there.”

He frowned, irritation etched on his face. I had no doubt that if it was possible to drag me out of here, he’d do it in a heartbeat. He shook his head and climbed off me. I watched him in silence as he looked for his clothes. I didn’t know if he was telling the truth.

He and his brothers had made it clear they wanted me until my birthday. Was he doing all of this just to take me until they could test my blood? Or did he really wantme? My emotions were so fucking torn. I didn’t know what to think. It was ingrained in me that vampires could not be trusted. They were all the same. Vicious. Deadly. Cruel. Zan was all of those things.

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