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“Lie back and open your lovely legs, my little warrior angel.”

The command came with images in her mind of the exact position he wanted her in. Beholding his massive, perfect cock was a war of the ages as she moved back onto the bed andremained on her elbows with her legs drawn up. Dropping her knees to the bed would be the equivalent of laying down all weapons before her enemy.

In a final desperate attempt to shield herself from what was coming, she struggled to imagine it as any other sex act performed for the sake of gaining power.

“Digging your grave deeper, my warrior angel,” he warned softly, reminding her she was utterly exposed and naked before him, thoughts and body. “Look at me.”

“I’m sorry,” she gasped, not even sure for what as her gaze landed on his penis now gripped in his hand and aimed at her.

“Do you know the three sins you committed, Bellatore?”

Breathe. Carefully.

Her head shook.

“You’ll love the irony,” he assured. “First, you created a powerful King with your world-shaking, scarring kiss—thank you for that,” he said softly, his hands gently settling on her knees still drawn and glued together. “Second, you foolishly stole power from that King. And third, you sinned with it.”

His hands glided along her outer thighs and suddenly eternal hell felt like the safest place to escape to.

“And do you know what this bought you, my beautiful warrior?” His fingers were at her knees again. One little nudge and all hope fell through the gap he created. She stared at his beautiful face now aimed between her legs he slowly pushed open. “It bought you a Sinner’s Bond.”

Those words and the sudden nailing of her legs open against the mattress brought a parade of strangled gasps.

A Sinners Bond.

Oh God, oh God, oh God.

That was four death sentences in one. A death to her career as the angel of mothers. A death to all the work she’d doneover the millennium. A death to the work that yet remained. And a death to the angel that she was.

And for all the agony and horror of this sentence, of this epic fall from grace, she could scarcely breathe from the lust on his beautiful face and the utter joy it brought her.

“Knight,” she croaked, unable to get enough air in her lungs as his hands slid slowly toward her womanhood.

“I understand why you panicked,” he whispered, his gaze not moving from his target. “But you should know… even though I wanted to devour your delectable body and all that is attached to it...” His gaze finally moved up and locked on hers. “I had decided to give you power through a hug.”

His confession set her heart ablaze and filled her with the power in them.

“Because you needed one of those like the world needs a savior.”

“Reuban,” she panted, clenching the covers as tears overflowed her eyes from his crushing words.

Her cries erupted when his finger glided slowly along her opening.

“There isn’t a single part of me that isn’t rejoicing over your treachery,” he whispered, twirling the tip in her opening. “And that it falls to me to tend to your punishment.”

Lust belted through her at those words as his power made her watch him carry out his unholy pleasure sentence. She was riveted to the vision, no longer fighting, giving herself to it. Ten seconds and she was reaching for it with her hips as his wet touch moved up toward the heat pounding at her clitoris.

“Knight!” she shot out, her mouth opening more with every increment toward that spot.

“Larena,” he whispered, moving along the perimeter of the desperately pounding bud. “My beautiful angel has manylessons to learn. And I will teach her all of them. The first being to never tease her Kollaborator King.”

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The rage in Reuban’s cock was visceral. The sight of her squirming hips had his undivided attention even while clauses and loopholes danced in his head regarding the Sinner’s Bond. He understood enough to know it would not physically allow him to violate it. Which left him to explore his appetite while praying he was permitted everything he craved to do.

He was also aware of a very interesting clause in regard to his position as a Kollaborator King. He had to remain untainted by sin. And she had surely sinned. But the fun part was his options for dealing with it. Depending on the crime, he could simply judge it with punishment. Or he could cleanse it if he was feeling merciful. And in her case, he was all merciful.

She’d taken his power with a kiss that unlocked his Kinghood. And that gave him the key tousethe other King’s powers. The Dark Lust, and the Divine Fires and Winds. They were all his for this. To wield however he needed.