The Thrall (Seven Sins MC 3)

I just barely got the chance to wrap it around his lower back before he was twisting, slamming me hard against the unyielding cinderblock wall.

The pain, a strangely erotic thing, ricocheted through my body for a moment before Drex started to thrust inside me, chasing away anything but the pleasure coursing through my body, the excruciating need for release.

"You're so fucking wet for me," Drex growled, forehead pressing to mine, and I could feel the prick of his horns boring into my flesh, something that made my walls tighten around him harder as my whimpers became airy moans, as my hands groped at his skin, raked across his neck, his back, his shoulders.

"Harder," I cried, wiggling my hips as he slammed inside of me, each thrust grinding my bare ass against the rough wall. "Harder," I demanded again, a loud cry as he pushed me closer and closer to the edge.

Drex's free hand moved up, closing around my throat, fingertips pressing in at the sides as he pulled back to watch me as a strange fuzziness spread across my mind, as a numbness teased across my lips and face as my oxygen supply lowered with his grip.

"Come," he growled. "I need to feel your pussy spasming around my cock," he told me, thrusting faster, harder. "Yeah," he hissed. "Just like that," he added as he pushed me past the edge, sending me crashing through an orgasm that would have made a scream escape my lips if he hadn't sealed his lips over mine as he thrust through my orgasm before slamming deep, and succumbing to his own.

"What?" I asked, finally coming back into my body, noticing that Drex's body was shaking as he buried his head in my neck. Almost like... well... like he was laughing.

Laughing?

After sex?

Drex pulled back, big smile on his face as he did.

"I fucking dislocated my shoulder," he said, chuckling again as he looked over at his still shackled wrist.

"Oh, no," I hissed, wanting to be horrified, upset for his pain, but it was a laugh that bubbled up and burst out of me.

"Oh, for fuck's sake," he said a moment later when we both got a hold of ourselves. "Find that key for me, pet," he suggested, pulling away from me.

"Right," I agreed, moving away from the wall, then grabbing my pants, slipping into them, then reaching around the dark floor until my fingers curled around the key.

When I turned back around, Drex was tucking himself away with one hand. The horns had receded back into his skull, but his eyes were still glowing redder than usual.

"You gonna stop eye-fucking me, so we can deal with my shoulder?" he asked, voice teasing, shocking me out of my stupor.

"Right," I agreed, rushing over, carefully touching his wrist as I undid the shackle.

"Fuck," Drex hissed as his arm dropped down at his side.

"What can I do?" I asked, wincing as he took a slow, deep breath.

"Grab my wrist with both hands. Then pull it down while moving it like a handshake."

"Okay," I agreed, unsure, but willing to help.

But the second I tried to pull and he let out a string of curses, I dropped him immediately.

"I can't."

"It's okay, babe," he said, shaking his head. "I'll find someone who wants to hurt me to fix it."

"Well, Ace isn't pleased with you," I informed him, giving him a hesitant smile.

"Ace?" he asked, body stiffening.

"Yeah. That was the plan, remember? I go to Sanctuary. Then Thysa sends me to Arick. But, well, Arick somehow sensed that I wanted him, and he showed up while I was talking to Thysa. Then he forced me to go back to his place to eat. And tell him the whole story of what we'd done, so he could write it down. Then, finally, he brought me to see your friends."

"How'd that go?" Drex asked, voice tense.

"Well, Ace is exactly how you described him," I told him, shrugging. "But Aram sort of stood up for me. Then they agreed to come back here to negotiate your release."

"What are they giving him?"

"Well, when Renwick agreed to let me come free you, he hadn't asked for anything. Actually, I think he felt bad about everything I went through with Davor."

"How'd he know? You told him?"

"I sort of had to after he watched me toss the bastard out into the sunlight. I have a little burn. From where I grabbed him. See?" I asked, holding up my hand.

"You dusted a vampire in front of the local vampire leader?" Drex asked. If I didn't know better, I'd say that was concern in his voice.

"Yes. That was why I had to run when I did. Davor caught me after I came up from seeing you. He was trying to tell Renwick I was being dishonest. And I was. But still. I just... snapped."