Page 29 of Brandy Snap: Part Two

He stilled, suddenly quiet, and I was worried something had happened. That I’d said the wrong thing. Even though I was sure that was what he was asking for.

I peeked out of one eye, biting my lip, hoping I hadn’t screwed it up. I could always just run my scent over the rest of the furniture in the room to get back at Zania that way.

But he hovered there between my thighs, watching me closely. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking, but his attention fired me up even more.

Holding his thumb still, his lips pressed against my thigh. The moment could go either way.

Until he spoke, purring as he nuzzled my thigh. “Not before I draw another orgasm from you. I need you to come for me again, Melanie.”

I gasped as he took the skin of my thigh between his teeth, tugging at me. My whole body shivered with need as the heat burst, my omega instincts exploding at the thought of how he might bite me.

One wrong move and he could cut through my skin, and then I’d never be separated from them again.

I spiralled as he pulled his thumb from my pussy, switching to edge two fingers slowly into me.

He moaned with me as they sunk deeper, and pleasure pulsed as he changed tactics.

He switched thighs, giving me a firm bite right as he thrust his fingers, ripping another scream from me.

I wanted to shake his head, to force him to pierce my skin.

I groaned as pleasure surged through me as he thrust and circled, building me up. One touch was all it took. My breathless moans turned into cries as his thumb swept my clit. The most tender strokes, a gentle nip on my thigh, and I fell apart around him.

I hated people looking at my stomach, and I wished I could pretend the scar and the weight of it never existed. But the sweetest part was how he held me, his other palm flat on my stomach as we danced together, gently healing the scar I despised.

He didn’t ask me about it. He just rested his hand there as he pleasured me, my soft mewls pleading for him to keep going asit grew so intense that the only movement I could make was the desperate rocking of my hips.

He stopped again, pulling a sound of frustration from me. I wanted him to stretch out my orgasm and make me dissolve in a pool of desire, but he had a better idea.

He rose above me, his cock leaking, his scent thick. One knee between my thighs, his hands dented the pillow by my ears.

“Are you sure you want me to fuck you?” he asked, leaning over me, murmuring it against my lips.

“Are you crazy? I’ve been waiting for you for so long,” I gasped as his energy swirled around us. I could still taste anger in his scent from where he stopped Kai and Caspian beating those two men, but his passion was so much stronger.

Sin’s head dropped, his forehead pressing against mine as his cock lay against my stomach. He sighed as our scents and auras blended.

“Melanie,” he groaned. The word was filled with more emotion than I could have ever dreamed. “I need to be inside you more than I need to breathe.”

I whimpered as he drew back, and his serious gaze went straight through me, and my heart pulsed at how quickly I gave into him.

When I’d bitten Kai, he’d torn me open, leaving me exposed, and I wanted to feel the same thing from Sin. I wished I could see inside his heart, and I hoped I was there.

I couldn’t wait another second. “I need you, too,” I whispered as I reached up, wrapping my arms around his neck and spreading my legs as he shifted his balance. I loved how the muscles of his chest strained as he reached down, taking hold of his cock and finding my entrance. Just that simple touch left me shuddering.

“I’m right here. Are you ready for me?”

“Just fuck me, Sin,” I growled, and his lips hitched again. My heart jumped at his playfulness, melting even more. Everything I felt for him was splashed across my face as he started to push inside me.

I cried out, dragging myself up to him, my hips rising, notching a leg over his ass. I wanted to be as close to him as possible.

Using the freedom of my body, I rocked again, swinging to bring him further inside me.

“Oh God,” he choked out. “Melanie, wait,”

“I can’t,” I gasped. He’d wound me up to the point where I would do anything to feel his hot cock inside me. “Sin, you have to go deeper.”

He moaned, releasing his cock, drawing his hips back.