to recover from the pleasure shuddering through my limbs before gripping the backs of my thighs and hoisting me up into his arms.
I fisted my hands in his hair as his cock seemed to find its own way to my opening and he eased the head inside slowly, making sure I felt the way those four studs rubbed inside of me just right.
“Sin,” I gasped, my fists so tight in his hair that it was a wonder he wasn't snarling at me. Instead, he just pulled back enough to look me in the eye and then drove his cock into me so hard and fast that my breath caught in my throat and an unearthly moan of pleasure escaped me.
The moment he was fully sheathed inside me, that pubic piercing of his made a whole lot of sense as the two metal balls nestled either side of my clit perfectly and Sin rolled his hips to show me exactly what it could do. And oh fuck, I really had been missing out on having any metalwork in the cocks I'd been riding up until that moment because I was in heaven right about now.
Sin's grip on my ass tightened as he began to move, drawing back and slamming into me again, making me curse in Faetalian at the combination of his pierced cock filling me so fucking deeply and those studs working their own magic on my aching clit.
He was rough and possessive, his mouth stamping to mine as he thrust into me harder and harder and I worked to meet him by pushing off of the door at my back.
Before I knew it, I was close to coming again, my fingernails tearing into his back as he continued to fuck me hard and fast.
I was calling his name and cursing him and loving every single second of it.
I swear it was like he knew my body better than I did. Every time I felt an ache for something more, he was already doing it, tilting my hips so that his cock could sink into me just right, sucking on my nipple in the perfect way to make me scream, even kissing me with the perfect mix of heat and passion to have me panting for him at every turn.
Sin made sex into something magical. Not like some romantic bullshit where our souls merged or anything like that, but like our bodies had become vessels for pleasure which only we could satisfy. We fit together like two pieces of a puzzle, made just fucking right and I couldn’t get enough of the feeling of his thick, hard length driving in and out of me.
Just as my body tightened with the desperate need for release again, his hand slid further behind me until he was toying with my ass, his finger pressing down harder with each thrust.
I gasped as each brush of his finger against that sensitive spot had me clenching tighter around him while aching for him to just do it already at the same time.
The moment he pushed it in, I came so hard I saw stars, my pussy clamping tight on his thick length so that within another three punishing thrusts, he was groaning his own orgasm and spilling his seed deep inside me.
Even then he didn't pull back, kissing me hard as he circled his hips so that his pelvis ground against mine and his pubic piercing had me shivering with need where it held my clit in its grasp. His finger was still in my ass and as he pushed it deeper, I came apart for him once more, panting and gasping as I bit down on his lip hard enough to draw blood.
Sin growled his approval, kissing me again as he slowly withdrew his hand and set me down on shaky legs before him.
"You really are perfect, aren't you wild girl?" he asked, his hand sliding down the tattoo which covered my left side as he spoke, and I had to wonder if he was including my scars in that statement. Because despite the fact that they were almost impossible to see within my ink, you could definitely feel them and Sin's hands had been all over every single inch of my body.
"I'm going to set you free, Sin," I whispered in reply. "Not because it's a job for me. But because you deserve it. You deserve to be free again."
I kissed away the protests I could see forming in his eyes and if the