Sin's Magic [Rapture Island 3] (Siren Publishing: The Leah Brooke Collection)

by Leah Brooke

  “I need to feel you around me—inside me. I still feel him, and I want to feel you.” Lifting her head, she leaned back to look up at him.

  “I don’t want gentle right now. I want hot. I want rough, but I need to know it’s you.”

  Sin blinked, his eyes narrowing. “Veronica, I don’t think—”

  “Damn it, Sin! You said that punishment was immediate. Don’t make me fly all the way to California thinking about it—oh!”

  Veronica found herself face-down on her bed, the sound of tearing briefly reminding her of Robert’s attack, but Sin’s voice rumpled in her ear.

  “Say my name.”

  “Sin.”

  “Good.”

  Sin quickly stripped her out of her clothes, running his hands over every inch flesh he uncovered.

  “Again.”

  Veronica moaned when he slid a finger into her. “Sin!”

  His lips moved over her back and shoulders, and adding another finger, he continued his decadent thrusts.

  “Again.”

  Lust slammed into her with a force that stole her breath

  “Sin!”

  Seconds later, she was on her knees, heard the rip of foil, and he was inside her.

  Leaning over her, he gripped her hair, wrapping it around his fist and turned her face to his.

  “If you ever—ever—keep anything from me again or lie to me, you won’t be able to sit down for days!”

  Gripping her hair and her upper arm to keep her in place, he slammed into her.

  “Do. You. Fuck. Ing. Un. Der. Stand?”

  Every syllable was punctuated by a thrust, and the heat in his movements and in his voice drove her with heart-pounding speed to the edge.

  “Who’s fucking you?”

  “You! Sin!”

  “Are you mine?”

  Fire raced through her, the firm thrusts of his cock digging relentlessly at a spot inside her that drove every thought from her mind.

  “Yes!”

  She gripped the covers, absorbing his thrusts, unable to move at all as her orgasm slammed into her.

  “Say my name!”

  “Sin!”

  Her sense of helplessness added to the ecstasy, her trust in Sin complete.

  “You’re mine. Mine!”

  His deep growls only added to her pleasure, his hold and rough lovemaking filled with a hunger and anger that intimidated the hell out of her.

  Another wave crested before the last shimmering ripples of the first subsided.

  With a deep groan, Sin thrust deep, the feeling of his cock pulsing inside her setting off more ripples of heat.

  Releasing her hair, Sin wrapped himself around her, threading her fingers with his.

  “Christ, woman, you’re making me crazy.”

  Veronica struggled to catch her breath, her throat dry from her cries of pleasure.

  “Hmmm.”

  Chuckling, Sin withdrew and smacked her ass.

  “Christ, I’d planned to take you home and coddle you. Trust you to thwart my plans.” Wrapping an arm around her waist, he lifted her against him.

  Turning her in his arms, Sin pushed her damp hair back from her face.

  “Jesus, I love you. But, if you ever do anything like that again, you really won’t be able to sit down for a very long time.”

  Epilogue

  Trembling with excitement, Veronica kissed her husband’s jaw as he carried her over the threshold.

  “I love you. I can’t believe you’re my husband.”

  Kicking the door closed behind them, Sin smiled down at her. “Believe it.”

  Instead of setting her on her feet, he carried her into their bedroom.

  “Are you sure you don’t want to go away? We never did finish our vacation.”

  “Later.” Running her finger over his tie, she smiled up at him. “I just want to be with you. I know you have a lot going on at work right now. Once you get everything settled, I’d love to go away with you, but I don’t want you to be distracted by anything else. I want all of your attention on me.”

  He strode into the bedroom, where a low light had been left burning.

  Spotting the champagne bucket and glasses, she grinned.

  “You’ve been busy.”

  “Not as busy as I’m going to be as soon as I get you out of this dress.”

  Lowering her to the bed, he covered her body with his, undressing her slowly between long, drugging kisses.

  He made love to her with a slow thoroughness that left her breathless, his arms around her holding her to him as he thrust into her with a tenderness and passion that brought tears to her eyes.

  Her orgasm, a slow rush of pleasure, seemed to last forever, the smooth glide of his cock moving continuously and dragging it out and leaving her clinging to him, calling his name in the darkness.

  Lifting his head, he stared down at her, the faint strip of moonlight streaming into the bedroom making it appear as if his beautiful green eyes glowed from within.

  “Mine. All mine.” He slid deep and stilled, his groan soft against her lips.

  With her arms and legs wrapped around him, Veronica sighed at the feeling of warmth all around her.

  “And you’re all mine.”

  * * * *

  She woke before he did the following morning, smiling as she studied him, once again amazed that he belonged to her.

  His hand rested lightly on his stomach, the gleam of his wedding band in the early morning light making her stomach flutter.

  He was hers.

  Deciding that this would be as good a time as any to put her plan into motion, she slipped soundlessly from the bed to gather her supplies.

  After a quick trip to the bathroom, she crept back into the bedroom, smiling when she saw that Sin had reached out a hand for her while she’d been gone.

  It made her task even easier.

  Barely breathing, she carefully handcuffed his wrists to the bedposts, grinning when she managed to do it without waking him.

  Deciding to wake him in a way her husband wouldn’t soon forget, she slowly lowered the sheet, delighted to find him already semi-erect.

  Placing a condom on the bed next to him, Veronica settled between his thighs and bent forward, running her tongue over the underside of his cock.

  It hardened at once, a low rumble sounding deep in Sin’s throat.

  Pleased to be able to turn the tables on him, and give him the kind of pleasure that he gave her, Veronica continued to lick his cock from base to tip.

  Expecting him to wake at any moment, she smiled when he groaned again and his eyes opened to slits.

  “Enjoying yourself, darling?”

  Sleep tousled, he looked sexy as hell.

  He started to reach for her, the soft clink of the handcuffs on the wooden headboard making her smile.

  She ran her tongue over the head of his cock, her hand closing over the thickness beneath it.

  “Looks like you’re in trouble, darling husband.”

  Enjoying herself immensely, she closed her mouth over the head of his cock, sucking gently.

  “Amazing.”

  Pleased by his praise, she lifted her head, flicking her tongue all over his cock.

  “Thank you.”

  Sin’s slow smile, filled with evil intent, would have worried her if she hadn’t already restrained him.

  “Oh, baby, you constantly amaze me, but what really amazes me is that you think you can get away with this.”

  Grinning, Veronica ran her tongue from the base of his cock to the head again.

  “I hate to point this out to you, but it looks like I already have.”

  She had no idea how he did it, but suddenly his hands were free and the handcuffs clicked over her own wrists.

  Raising her arms over her head, he quickly attached the other end of each cuff to the slatted headboard.

  Sitting back on his heels between her thighs, he grinned again. “You were saying?”

  Tugging at the
cuffs, Veronica glared at him. “How the hell did you do that?”

  Sliding down her body, Sin parted her folds and flicked his tongue over her clit. “Magic.”

  He ran his tongue over her clit, sucking it lightly, pushing her knees wide when she bucked under him.

  “Sin! Please!” She tugged at her restraints, desperate to have him inside her.

  When her clit began to tingle, warning her of her impending orgasm, she let out a cry and bucked harder.

  “Please! I want you inside me. Please. I want to come with you inside me.”

  Lifting his head, Sin groaned. “I need you too fucking much to wait.”

  Keeping her thighs spread with his, he rolled on the condom she’d brought and entered her with a smooth, deep thrust.

  “This is gonna be hard and fast, baby.”

  “Yes!”

  Her need for him and their erotic play made it impossible to hold off any longer, and it thrilled her that he felt the same.

  He pumped his hips, his hands closing over her cuffed ones, his lips hard and hot on hers.

  His low grunts as he thrust into her added to her excitement, and digging her heels into his tight ass, she came, her body stiffening.

  Seconds later, he followed her with a low, sexy groan, his hands tightening on hers.

  He lifted his head just long enough to look down at her before dropping it onto the pillow beside her.

  “Well, that was a hell of a way to wake up.”

  “Hmm.”

  Chuckling, he lifted his head again to smile down at her as he set her free.

  “Is that all you have to say for yourself? Where the hell did you get handcuffs?”

  “Bought ’em when I went shopping for my wedding dress. You gonna teach me how to get out of them?”

  Leaning to one side, he ran his hand over her breast. “Not a chance in hell.”

  Withdrawing, he paused to kiss her other breast before rising, both sets of handcuffs in his hand.

  Sitting up, Veronica pulled the sheet around her. “Hey! Those are mine. Give them back.”

  “No. They’re mine now.” Sin disappeared into the bathroom, reappearing minutes later.

  Giggling, Veronica tried to glare at him, failing miserably. “No fair using magic!”

  To her surprise, he threw the sheet aside and picked her up, the love in his eyes bringing a lump to her throat.

  Carrying her to the bathroom, he kissed her softly. “You’re my magic. You brought magic to my life. No more illusions. Now I have the real thing.”

  She cupped his cheek, smiling when he turned his head to kiss her palm. “And you, my darling husband, have made my reality better than any fantasy I could ever have.”

  Sin’s slow smile sent off warning bells, and when he stepped into his large walk-in shower, she understood why.

  Two sets of handcuffs hung from two of the showerheads on the far wall. “Sin!”

  Carrying her squirming body into the shower, Sin laughed.

  “Oh, yeah, baby. With you, I always have sin on my mind.”

  Giggling, Veronica pulled his head down for a kiss.

  “What a coincidence. So do I.”

  THE END

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