hands caressing my biceps before trailing down my arms and raising gooseflesh all the way down to my hands which he curled into fists within his own. "And who isn't afraid of the devil in me."
"I think you said something along these lines the first time we met," I reminded him. "And you also mentioned that my tits weren't big enough."
"I think we agreed I needed a closer look to be sure of that," he protested, smirking at me like he expected me to tell him to back off again like I had every other time we'd flirted along this line, but this time I didn't want to. I was looking into the eyes of a monster unlike any I'd ever met and I wanted to know what it felt like to give in to his call.
"Did you mean it when you said I was the only one you were interested in?" I asked him, because as insane as it seemed that an Incubus might really feel that way about a single person, I was actually starting to believe it. He'd waited three months while I was in the hole and he could have had anyone he wanted, but he hadn't taken the chance to have them. And the idea of him wanting me like that made me feel a little less alone in this place. A little less expendable.
"Only you, wild girl. If I didn't know any better, I'd have said you were a Siren sent to lure me in, but instead I'm beginning to think you might be something far more dangerous than that."
"Like what?" I asked breathily.
"My own, personal obsession. My drug of choice, the answer to all of my desires rolled up into one little, Faetalian ball of danger. I think you might be my downfall, wild girl. But I think I like the idea of that too."
My heart pounded at his words and the idea that someone could really feel like that about me despite my many flaws and I pushed up onto my tiptoes, wrapping my arms around his neck so that my mouth could find his.
Sin groaned as I kissed him, his hands dropping to my ass so that he could hoist me up into his arms and I could kiss him more easily.
My lips parted for his tongue and a moan escaped me as he moved it against mine in a way that had me panting for him. I swear I could taste the heat of his fire magic in that kiss and I could feel this desperate kind of worship in it too.
As our kiss deepened, the swell of Sin's thick cock pressed between my thighs which had me aching for more of him. But he didn't seem in any hurry to get there, instead kissing me like he was marking me, memorising each and every moment that he held me in his arms and drinking it in like he was trying to lock it away and keep hold of it forever.
I caught hold of the back of his tank in my fist and dragged it off of him, breaking our kiss as he pinned me to the wall so that he could raise his arms to toss it aside.
"Don't tease me, wild girl," he growled. "I've been aching for you for a long time and we're reaching the point of no return here. If you don't want me then tell me to stop now or I'm gonna lose my damn mind if you push me away in a moment."
"You told me you can sense desire just like I can sense the light of the moon on my flesh, so you already know what I want," I said to him, my voice rough with need. "So stop making me wait, stronzo, and show me why everyone is desperate to fuck you."
Sin laughed this deep, dirty sound which promised me all the bad things and made my toes curl as his mouth fell to my neck and started moving up.
When his lips found mine again, his kiss was possessive and demanding, his huge body grinding me back against the cold metal door which was our only defence against a monster which would kill us if it could, but somehow that seemed right. Sin was danger embodied, this wild, unpredictable beast who didn't care about rules or laws or anything that might try to contain him. And I wanted to feel every bit of that, I wanted him to remind me that I