Devil May Cry (Page 15)

Devil May Cry (Dark-Hunter #12)(15)
Author: Sherrilyn Kenyon

That kiss did nothing to ease the serious hard-on that was now aching unmercifully. It’d been a long time since a woman had turned him on like this without being nak*d in his bed. Or down on her knees in front of him.

Then again, he didn’t really converse with his lovers. Basically he’d spy them in the casino, pass a few strategically flattering words, and in no time they’d be in his room completely nak*d and sweating. Once he was finished with them, he’d send them packing.

Yeah, he was what gave men a bad name and he knew it. But he always made sure that the women knew before they left the casino that he wasn’t going to be interested in anything more than casual sex. He didn’t take their numbers and promise to call, only to leave them hanging. They knew exactly what his intentions were from the get-go.

As a rule, Dark-Hunters were forbidden from having relationships with humans. And even though he wasn’t technically one of their breed, he’d accepted that part of his life. His wife had humiliated him enough with her infidelities. The last thing he wanted was to give another woman any kind of control over his emotions. They just weren’t trustworthy enough for that.

But something about Kat was different and he didn’t know what it was. Part of him enjoyed her teasing. Hell, he even enjoyed her barbs. That was something that had never happened before.

She bit her lip as she gave him a sympathetic pout. “I really am sorry I head-butted you.”

“It’s all right. Remember to keep that aim. Unlike a Daimon, the only way to temporarily stop a gallu is to hit it right between the eyes.”

“Or sever the spine,” she said, to his surprise. “Believe it or not, I was listening.”

“Good. That knowledge will save your life.” But he wasn’t really concentrating on their conversation. His thoughts were on the sweat that was rolling down between her br**sts, which swelled underneath her tank. His mouth actually watered for a taste.

She was only a couple inches shorter than him, and in four-inch heels she’d probably force him to look slightly up at her. He didn’t know why, but he found that thought incredibly sexy.

Yeah, he could easily see himself in his bed with her on top of him, her body nak*d except for those heels as she ground herself against him. It was enough to make him crazy.

When he’d developed a shoe fetish he didn’t know, but he couldn’t get that image out of his head.

Thanks, Kish. He’d have to beat the man later for this torture.

Kat swallowed at the hot look in Sin’s golden eyes. She’d had men stare at her lustfully before, but she wasn’t used to being affected by it. For some reason she didn’t understand, she wasn’t immune to Sin. He turned her on in ways she’d never thought possible.

Closing her eyes, she could feel his lips on hers. The scent of his skin filled her head and made her want to bury her face against his neck so that she could bathe in that scent. She wanted to feel those muscles rippling under her palms. To have him lying against her…

He was so hypnotic. She barely heard the sound of him dropping the dagger to the floor before he placed his hand on the small of her back and pulled her closer to him.

Still he didn’t kiss her. He stared down at her as if waiting for her to shove him away or turn her head. His lips hung over hers as his eyes burned voraciously.

Unable to stand it, she lifted her hand to sink her fingers in his soft black curls and pull his head down to hers. When their lips touched, she moaned in satisfaction. She couldn’t imagine anyone tasting better. Couldn’t imagine a sweeter place than in his arms.

Sin knew he should break away from her. She was her mother’s daughter…

And yet her touch set him on fire. The taste of her lips, the feeling of her body against his… it was enough to make him forget everything else. There was no hate inside him when she held him. No past tormenting his thoughts. All he could see, taste, smell, or hear was her.

And he reveled in it.

Her hand in his hair sent chills down his spine. Unable to bear it, he lifted her up in his arms. She wrapped her long legs around his waist as he pinned her to the wall. “I want you, Katra,” he growled an inch from her lips as he stared hungrily at her. “Right now.”

Kat couldn’t think straight from the sensation of his body between her legs. She was throbbing with need and every bit as hungry for him as he was for her. “My mother will kill you.”

He let out a wicked laugh. “You’d be worth it.”

She bit her lip as she felt the swell of him against her. No man had ever touched her-not like this. Truthfully, she’d never been this close to one unless they were fighting. It was actually kind of scary. She’d lived her entire life without the complication of a man.

And they were a complication. Everything about them. Because of a man, her grandmother was imprisoned for eternity. Her mother was forever tied to her father even though she wanted to let him go. Not even Cassandra was free anymore. Wulf meant everything to her and he had become her life. Her friend Geary had given up her life’s quest so that she could stay with Arik…

Don’t be silly, Kat. It’s only sex… it doesn’t have to be a life-time commitment.

If only she were sure about that. Would being with him change her?

Then again, how could it? Simi hadn’t changed. She was still the same exact demon she’d always been.

Kat felt him lifting the hem of her shirt. She had to decide before he went any further.

Yes or no.

In the end, it was her curiosity that won out. She wanted to know what it was like to be with a man, and no other one had ever attracted her like this. If a woman had to lose her virginity, who better than a fertility god to give it to? If there was one thing any of them knew, it was how to please a woman.

And Kat was anything but a coward.

Taking a deep breath, she removed their clothes with her thoughts.

Sin sucked his breath in sharply between his teeth as he felt her nak*d flesh on his. There was nothing between them now. Nothing. They were skin to skin. It took a full second for that to register in his mind.

He looked down in awe of her bared beauty. Her br**sts were perfect and pale. Her ni**les were pink and taut, begging him to taste them. He dipped his head down to draw the tip of one into his mouth.

Kat groaned at the foreign tickle that made her stomach contract wildly in response to his gentle licks. The sight of him nuzzling her breast warmed her through and through. Groaning, she ran her hand down his spine and over the scars that marred his darker skin. She laid her cheek against the top of his head as her heart pounded. She and her family had taken so much from him that it only seemed right she should give him what she’d never given to another.

But more than that, she wanted to know him like this. To feel the strength of him surrounding her, filling her. She wanted to share her body with his.

He pulled back from her breast to blow a stinging breath across it before he kissed her again. Mmmm, he was divinity and she couldn’t wait to experience more.

Then he slowly lowered them to the floor.

Kat ached at the pleasure of him lying on top of her. It really was scrumptious. He slid his hot mouth slowly down her body, licking and teasing every part of her. She shivered every time his tongue touched her skin and it made her nerve endings dance.

Sin smiled at the little twitches and murmurs she made with every caress he gave her. She was exquisite and he wanted to know every inch of her body.

Her fingers and palms danced over his skin, but when she took him into her hand it was all he could do not to immediately come. He hadn’t been with a woman who knew what he was in centuries. Then again, since the death of his wife he hadn’t had any woman who’d known even the most basic thing about him. All of his lovers had been one-night stands. Fleeting faces that came and went only when he couldn’t bear celibacy any longer.

Unlike the others, Kat would still be here when they were finished. She wasn’t going to walk out and never return. It made her special and it made him want to make sure that she had the best time possible in his bed.

When she left his side, she’d never be able to say he’d been lacking in any way. Kissing her, he slid his hand over her thigh to the short curls between her legs.

Kat gasped as Sin slid his fingers between her legs to touch the most private part of her. Fire shot through her as his fingers stroked her tender folds and found the part of her that came alive at his touch. And when he sank one long finger inside her, she moaned out loud.

Sin froze as he felt the impossible. It couldn’t be… His jaw dropping, he pulled back to stare up at Kat. “You’re a virgin?”


That confused him even more. “How?”

She lifted her chin, and when she spoke her tone was heavy with sarcasm. “I’ve never been with a man before.”

He rolled his eyes. “I know how you’re a virgin, my question is how did you manage to stay one?”

“I told you, they keep watch on me.”

Yeah, but for eleven thousand years? Damn. That was extreme. “They’re not watching you now.”

She traced the line of his eyebrow while a smile twitched at the edges of her lips. “No. Only you’re watching me.”

Sin still didn’t understand it. “Why would you wait all these centuries and then throw it away on a whim? You barely even know me.”

Her expression had to be the tenderest one any woman had ever given him, and it made him melt. “I know you, Sin. I’ve been inside you… and I want you inside me. Is that so hard to understand?”

Part of Sin wanted to curse her and the tender feelings she stirred inside him. He wanted to tell her she was nothing and that he didn’t need anything from her.

The other part of him wanted only to hold her. To crawl into her arms and have her soothe him even more than she already had.

In the end, it was his anger he listened to. He couldn’t afford to open himself up to her or anyone else. He’ d been hurt enough in his life. The last thing he wanted was to bring any more ·pain into his life. He was through being used and through being manipulated. “This won’t give you any hold over me.”

“l don’t expect it to.”

“Then what are you hoping for by sleeping with me?”

“Nothing, Sin.” Her gaze was so sincere and guileless it actually sent a wave of guilt through him that he’d been so suspicious of her. “Nothing more than a few moments of pleasure. I don’t want anything else from you. Promise.” She made a small x over her heart.

He shook his head. It couldn’t be this simple. It couldn’t. “l find that hard to believe. Nothing comes free in this world. Ever.”

“Then get up and get dressed.” She looked to the right.

“There’s the door. I’m sure you know how to use it. It’s a really simple process. You put one foot in front of the other, turn the knob, and keep going.”

He should do that. It was what he intended, but as she laid her hand against his cheek, he was lost by the tenderness. He just wanted to be held …

Damn him for it. He was so tired of being alone. Of coming home to an empty room where he tended his wounds and lived for no other reason than to fight. He didn’t even know why he fought anymore.

Why should he care about a world that couldn’t care less about him? But when he looked at her, he saw things he hadn’t seen in a long time. Compassion. Humor. Beauty. And that was one thing that was lethal more times than it wasn’t.

His emotions were churning as she rolled him onto his back and laid her body against his. His senses reeled as she teased his jaw with her tongue and teeth. Her hair slid against his skin, tickling him. But it was the warmth of her body that seared him most. He was lost to her for now. Lost to her touch and her comfort.

With her holding him like this, he couldn’t have gotten up if the room was on fire

Kat had seen thousands of beautiful nak*d male bodies in her lifetime. Flawless and perfect, they had come and gone.

None of them could compare to the scarred beauty of Sin’s.

His body told the story of a man with no one there to keep him safe. In that aspect, he reminded her of her father. But Sin was nothing like Acheron.

There was a spiritual coldness to Sin. He was a man who’d been wounded so many times that he no longer believed in goodness. He couldn’t even accept her kindness. What a frigid place to live in.

And all she wanted to do was warm him. To let him know that not everyone meant him harm. Some people could be trusted. Not everyone was out to hurt other people. There was still goodness and decency to be found.

But she wasn’t sure he would ever believe that. He most definitely wouldn’t if he ever learned the truth about the night Artemis had taken his godhood.

No, the night she had taken it and given his powers to her mother. It’d been so wrong, but she’d done it trying to protect her mother. She could kill herself for her stupidity. Back then, she’d believed everything her mother had told her.

She was such a fool.

If only she could go back and change it. Unfortunately, she couldn’t. All she could do was try to comfort him now. To be here when he needed help in his fight.

And that she would.

Sin watched her with hooded eyes as she slid herself down his body, exploring every part of it. Now he recognized the innocence in her hesitant touch. The curiosity.

And when she got to the center of his body, she paused. Holding his breath, he watched as she combed the soft tangle of cuds with her nails while she studied him intently. It was painful to have her look and not touch him, especially given how hard he was.