CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Kat flashed back to Simi's room first to make sure the two of them were fine, especially Simi. She didn't know if the demon was friendly with Kytara or not, but experience had taught her that Simi took the death of her friends extremely hard-it was something Kat should have thought of before she'd sent her to Olympus with Kytara's body.
But as soon as Kat entered the room, she realized that she'd worried over nothing. Xirena had ordered room service, and the two of them were steadily eating their way through it.
"Fighting makes a Charonte really hungry," Xirena explained as she paused while eating a hamburger.
That worked for Kat, who wasn't going to pursue the matter any further than the fact that the demons were occupied and she hadn't scarred Simi.
Kat left them and went to Sin's penthouse. She found him lying sprawled across the bed, fully dressed. It looked as if he'd just laid down for a second, only to succumb to exhaustion. Her heart broke for him. He'd been through so much in the last couple of days.
Poor baby.
Using her limited powers, she stripped his clothes so that he could lie more comfortably. She bit her lip at the choice sight he made naked. He really did have one of the best bodies she'd ever seen on a man. From the broadness of his battle-scarred shoulders to the deep indentation of his abs, he was yummy. And it took all her willpower not to nip at that bronzed skin with her teeth. Really, he was as tempting as sin.
She stifled a laugh at her bad pun before she brushed her hand through his silken curls.
"How did it go?"
The deep rumble of his voice made her jump. "I thought you were asleep."
"I was until you touched me." Yawning, he rolled over onto his back.
Kat arched a brow at the sight of another part of his body that had also awakened. "You sure you're not Priapus?"
He snorted at that but made no move to cover himself. "Last I heard, that fool was trapped in a book to be a sex slave to women. Definitely not me-I can only seem to satisfy one woman." He gave her a meaningful look.
His expression made her weak with hope. "Does this mean I'm forgiven?"
Sin caught himself an instant before he said what he thought-I can only wish that I could stay mad at you. The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he didn't dare speak them. The last thing he needed was for her to know exactly how much control she had over him. That knowledge could only come back to bite him, most likely on the ass.
"Maybe," he whispered as she leaned over him to place a gentle kiss to his lips.
"I meant what I said earlier. I'll never hurt you again, Sin."
"And I want to believe you... I know you mean it when you say it, but my experience hasn't taught me that people can be trusted."
Shaking her head, she began kissing her way down his chest.
Sin sucked his breath in as his head swam from the heat of her lips on his skin. There was truly no better feeling than to have her with him, touching him like this. It was what made her so dangerous to him. He craved her, and when people craved something this badly it made them incredibly stupid.
And even knowing that, he was mesmerized by her as he watched her working her way over his chest. Her soft hand cupped him gently. He knew he was lost to her. Lost to the feelings she evoked as she made love to him.
He arched his back as she took him in her mouth. His heart racing, he cupped her head in his hand. He was in heaven at the moment, but he couldn't help wondering how long before it turned into hell.
Every woman in his life had taught him some vital lesson. His mother had taught him hatred. His wife scorn. His daughter love and Artemis betrayal.
What would Katra teach him when all was said and done? That was what he was terrified of. He'd let her into a place in his heart that he'd never allowed another being.
And she had the power to destroy him.
Kat groaned at the taste of Sin, at the hooded look of pleasure on his face as he watched her. She wasn't really sure what she was doing, but he seemed to be enjoying it and that was all that mattered to her. She wanted him to trust her even though she didn't deserve it, and she wanted to make amends for what she'd done to him.
If she ever could.
She'd always been so afraid of giving herself over to a man, of allowing one to hold any part of her, that she couldn't believe how easily Sin had wormed his way into her heart. What was it about him that touched her so deeply? That made her want to do anything to please him?
It was insane, but there was no denying what she felt. No denying the joy that something as minuscule as a smile from him could evoke.
His eyes were on fire as he pulled her up his body to kiss her. He rolled with her until she was beneath him. She sensed a desperation within him, an unnamed need.
But when he entered her, all she could feel from him was what she felt inside herself-the love she had for him. It was incredible.
Sin made love to her furiously as she ran her hands over his back and lifted her hips to drive him in even deeper. She was as hungry for him as he was for her, and that stunned him. Sure, he'd had other lovers more skilled and those who practically raped him in their fervor. But that wasn't the same as what he had with Kat. This wasn't two people scratching a mutual itch. This was two people who cared for each other.
And she loved him-that was what she'd said. No woman had ever told him that before. None. It was an impossible thing for him to accept, but still he wanted to believe it desperately.
Tenderness for her overwhelmed him as long-buried dreams rushed from some part of his heart he didn't even recognize. He wanted to have a future with her.
A family.
That thought jolted him so hard that he actually slid out of her for a moment. A family? What was he thinking? That would be all kinds of stupid.
Yet he wondered what a child with her would be like. Fair like its mother or dark like him? Would the baby be powerful? But the most important thing was that it would be a part of him and a part of her.
Ah jeez, I'm turning into an old woman.
Next thing, he'd be crocheting tea cozies and clipping coupons.
Or worse, wearing a pink bathrobe with fuzzy slippers.
Kat felt a strange shift in Sin's touch. He cradled her body tenderly against his and it melted it. She kissed him heatedly as he thrust against her. This was what she wanted. What she needed. Until him, she'd never known love, and she couldn't imagine ever feeling like this toward anyone else.
She wanted to hold him forever. To keep him close to her and to protect him from anyone who would hurt him.
Her body tingled as all her senses swirled together. In a bolt of white-hot pleasure, her orgasm came. Throwing her head back, Kat screamed in ecstasy.
Sin continued to thrust until he joined her there in paradise.
He collapsed against her, holding her tight while she listened to his heart pounding against her breast and his breath tickled her neck.
"I think," she whispered in his ear, "you've broken me."
"How so?"
"I can't feel my legs and I have no desire to ever leave this bed again."