Dark Need (House of Sin 3)

So I grab her hand and push it down her belly, her thighs, between the crevice of her legs.

I want to see that face again.

See that blush on her cheeks.

Hear the o-sound she made.

I want to know what that was.

So I start rubbing along with her, guiding her hand until she’s squirming underneath me. Her ass is pushed up against me, grinding into me. And when I take away my hand, hers is still going about it, circling around down there until she starts to moan again.

“I can’t …” she squeaks with a barely audible voice.

I put her other hand back on my cock, which has swelled to twice the size. Her eyes widen when she touches it, and I groan in delight at her obvious excitement. I’ve never had a woman before her, but if I’d known it’d be like this, I would’ve taken her long ago.

I know this kind of excitement. It’s the same kind I feel when I look at her. When I think of her. When I touch her.

Hunger.

Lust.

She feels it too … and I want to see it.

So I help her rub me while she rubs herself until I’m groaning along with her, and she starts to quiver on the ground.

“Oh God …” she murmurs. Her eyes close as she flicks her fingers back and forth, and my cock is dying to be freed from its constraints. But I can wait. I’ve endured far worse pain than this because of that metal. And now that it’s gone, I want to enjoy what was taken from me.

Even if it’s forbidden.

I need to have this.

I need to have her.

Suddenly, she begins to shiver and squirm, a tempered but agonizing moan escaping her lips. Her body contorts and ripples with the same kind of sweet relief I saw back in the cabin, and it stirs something beastly inside me that I can’t ignore.

Fuck.

I want to ravage her.

“Oh my God, you were watching me,” she says, burying her face in her hands. “Oh God, what did I do?”

I peel her hands away and say, “I like it.”

Now she blushes even harder, and I can’t help but like that too.

It obviously made her feel good … perhaps in the same way that fucking her makes me feel good.

A satisfied rumble leaves my mouth as the urge to take her grows inside me. But she keeps shaking her head and crawling off on her elbows like she’s embarrassed. Or scared. Or both.

But it won’t stop me from coming after her.

Confusion settles on her face as though she’s completely flabbergasted at my response.

Or like she can’t understand why she just did what she did.

But I do.

She feels the same hunger I do.

And now it’s going to consume us both.

Chapter 27

April

I scramble to my feet and run off without a second thought.

I don’t know what I’m doing or where I’m going.

I just know I need to run away from whatever the hell just happened.

From whatever the fuck I just did.

Because I just rubbed myself in front of someone and climaxed.

And not just anyone. My captor, no less. The man I should despise.

Instead, I let myself get away with my own excitement over that dream … and from his cock swelling under my hand.

It just happened. I didn’t mean to do it. I didn’t mean for things to get out of hand so quickly.

I was supposed to remain a virgin until my wedding.

And I was definitely not supposed to give myself an actual orgasm.

What’s happening to me? Why am I letting myself go like this?

When I look over my shoulder, there he is right in my footsteps, barging straight at me with that same hunger in his eyes that I know all too well. And it makes me gulp for air as I run through the grass, wishing I could undo what I just did.

But the beast is already unchained, and he is coming for me, whether I like it or not.

The second I touch the nearest tree, he’s already got me cornered, and I squeal when he pins me down to the wood.

“Bad Kitty,” he growls. “You want to run after what you just did?”

I spin on my heels, but he’s right in front of me, breathing in my face like an animal, and it’s hard not to get turned on when he just watched me make a fool out of myself.

Still, I brave the storm. “It was a mistake.”

He smashes his hand on the tree behind me, almost making me jolt up and down. “That … was no mistake.” His voice is dark and full of unspoken desires, the kind that makes you swallow and whimper. Especially when his eyes swoop up and down my body, taking ample time to soak it in. Particularly the part where I’m wearing nothing but a bra and some flimsy panties. And the look he gives me makes me break out in a sweat because he’s completely consumed by lust.