Darkmore Penitentiary 2 - Caroline Peckham Page 0,92

to be a bit promiscuous," I said with a shrug and Sin grinned like he was loving this story. "Anyway, the point is that after a while, I started to get the impression that I wasn't doing sex right because every guy and girl I'd been with couldn't even get me off as well as I could manage on my own if you know what I mean. Like, I'd be all excited to hook up with someone and then once we started going at it, I'd start thinking about my homework or what time dinner was or just generally hoping it would be over soon, you know?"

"No, but go on," Sin said with a filthy smirk.

"Okay, so one night me and my pack were out partying in town at this club and this guy walks in and I swear, the moment I caught sight of him, my heart fucking leapt. He had this aura of power about him that just screamed keep the fuck away but drew me in. He wasn’t even that hot in the way that most people would appreciate, but he just had that grit to him that so few Fae have. Long story short, we barely made it to his car before he was inside me and I had never felt anything like it in my fucking life. I swear I came like six times in the space of an hour. I mean, it turned out he really was an asshole and I had to call stuff off with him after a few weeks, but he was the ticket to me realising what it was that I needed in a partner - an Alpha."

"Well, I hate to break it to you, kitten, but I'm no Wolf," Sin said in a low voice as he seemed to be mulling over my words.

"Not an Alpha Wolf, stronzo," I replied, moving closer to him. "Just an Alpha. You know, the kind of stronzo who's bigger and badder than every other fucker in the room and gives no shits about offending anyone. The type who sees something they want and just fucking takes it because no one is even capable of stopping them if they wanted to."

"Sounds familiar," Sin replied with a dark grin.

"Really?" I asked innocently, my gaze sliding down his body slowly before moving back up to meet his eyes.

Sin chuckled in that utterly heated way of his that made me bite into my lip and want to rip his clothes off.

"Your turn," I said, backing up as he hounded forward.

"My turn for what?" he asked, following me until my back bumped against the door to the Belorian's cage and he was leaning over me. He pressed a palm to the metal door either side of my head and looked down at me as he held me captive in the cage of his arms without actually touching me.

"Tell me your ideal fantasy," I said, raising my chin as I waited for his answer.

"No one has ever asked me that before," he said, tilting his head like he was trying to gauge whether or not I really wanted to hear the answer to that.

"I'm asking," I said.

"Well…I have a bit of a thing for hair long enough to pull and dark enough to match my soul," he murmured, reaching out and taking a lock of my black hair between his fingers before twisting it through them and tugging on it just enough to make my scalp tingle. "I like big eyes full of mischief and dirty promises which can see straight through bullshit and assess a man for who he is in the beat of a drum," he added, looking into my eyes so deeply that I felt a blush rising in my cheeks. "I like lips used to smiling and suited to kissing which can speak pretty words in a language I don't understand." His thumb traced my lips and I parted them for him, biting down on his flesh just enough to remind him that I wasn't some plaything he could wrap around his little finger.

Sin laughed darkly and released his hold on my hair as he withdrew his thumb from my teeth. His hands landed on my shoulders and he slowly pushed my jumpsuit down them and I let him, my heart leaping as he stepped closer to me, but he still didn't press his body to mine.

"I like a girl who can pack a punch and put mean motherfuckers in their place," he continued, his