Sin's Submission [Demon Twins 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More] by Vin Stephens Read Free Book Online Page B

chair back. He pulled off his pants and treated them with the same care. He never wore restricting underwear. His socks and shoes were already neatly placed beneath the chair. Silently he approached the handcuffed, blinded, slumbering beauty on the bed. He would have liked to have her hands explore every inch of his body. He would have loved to look into her eyes as he plunged into her. But that could never be. Her words about inner beauty touched him, but utterances of the lips were easy enough to make, and he was not ready to test the truth in hers.
    Almost reverently, he touched her cheeks. She was so smooth and soft. In sleep, she appeared even more fragile. His tender touch moved down her throat as she stretched. Her breasts were perfection and fitted comfortably in his large hands. The contrast of her milky, unflawed skin against his own dark, scarred hand was striking. She was truly a fair princess to his beastly form. He leaned down and tasted her relaxed nipple, marveling at the pure sweetness of unblemished beauty. Not for the first time, he wondered if he got such a thrill out of spanking simply because it marred a purity he did not possess. Sin moaned as her nipples were slowly aroused under his ministrations, and his wayward thoughts were mercifully redirected.
    He moved up to her face once again and kissed her lips softly. Sin sighed, and he used the opportunity to delve deeper into her mouth. He took his leisure in savoring her unique flavor before withdrawing. “Wake up, my beautiful slave.”
    “Mm…” Sin shifted, but a soft snore alerted Devon that she was not completely roused.
    He didn’t understand how this speaking-into-her-mind thing worked, or if he would succeed now that she was not sexually peaking, but he tried anyway. “Sin, my pet. Your Master orders you to wake up.”
    The only indication she gave in having heard him was the slight twitch of her lips. He could not even see if her lids flustered beneath the dark silk.
    “You had better learn that although I will wait, my patience has a limit.” Annoyed, Devon strode to a little bar fridge cleverly hidden within the wall panels. He grabbed a chunk of ice cubes and tossed them into a bowl. He muttered in irritation as he returned to the sleeping beauty. “And right now that limit has been reached.”
    He parted her thighs and pussy folds with infinite care. Spotting the delicious-looking love bud, he flicked and teased it mercilessly until it hardened and came out to play. The soft snores told Devon that only her cunt was up for playtime, and that would not do. He wanted the whole woman attached to that pussy, and he wanted her now. He picked up the largest piece of ice and held it to her hot clitoris in an unyielding ironclad grip. She came awake bucking and cursing like a sailor’s wife. Devon didn’t release the pressure. He always got what he wanted.
     
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    Sin had been gliding peacefully through a warm, hazy dream of dancing flowers, chirping birds, and fluttering butterflies when suddenly she felt as though she was being doused by a cloud burst of frigid water. She gulped as she came fully awake. “What the hell?” Everything was pitch-black. Her wrists hurt terribly each time she tried to budge. And that bloody cold just wasn’t going away. Her pussy was now so frozen it burned.
    It was on the tip of her tongue to begin pleading for mercy when the iciness suddenly disappeared and was replaced by melting warmth. A mouth? She moaned as blessed heat rushed to her pussy. The tiny pinpricks of pain as the blood flooded the area made her tingle. She gasped as the welcome tongue moved away, and once again the ice was back. “Nooo.” She wailed her agony, praying her tormentor would show mercy.
    The tongue came back, and she hissed with sweet relief. The hot point searched out her sensitive G-spot, and Sin was suddenly thrown into another world yet again. Liquid desire flooded her pussy channels, and she twitched under the