Page 67 of Her Silent Knight

“It’s a new day.”

“Fuck me sideways!” Sin exclaimed. She rubbed her eyes. A low growl filled the room. Her gaze jerked to his. The hungry look on his face had her clenching her thighs together. He took a step forward.

“Not literally,” she rushed to say. “I don’t really want you to fuck me sideways. It’s just an expression.” But being fucked sideways could be fun.

He inhaled then closed his eyes. “Then why do you smell like that?”

“What do I smell like?”

He opened his eyes. They were darker now. Like they’d been back at her place, right before he devoured her pussy.

“You smell...” He inhaled again. “Mate, you smell like you want to be fucked sideways.”

She clenched her thighs tighter.

“You smell like you want to be fucked sideways, left, right, up, down....”

Up and down? Wow.

“If you’re not aroused, why do you smell like you want to be fucked in every way possible?”

Sin swallowed. Because my pussy is a traitor. She couldn’t tell him that though.

“I...I...” She didn’t know what to say.

Taking a step back, he rubbed his hand through his hair. “I’m doing what I said I wouldn’t do.”

“What’s that?” Being sexy without a permit?

Lowering his hand to his side he told her, “I’m projecting what I’m feeling onto you.”

I want you to project more than what you’re feeling onto me. I want it all on me. On my chest, my thighs, just not in my hair. Fuck. What am I thinking? Bad kitty. Calm down kitty.

“You’re not a shifter. You don’t feel the mating pull. It’s up to you whether we come together or not.”

Surely, he didn’t mean come together as in cum together. If she clenched her thighs any tighter, they would meld together and become one big ass thigh.

“It’s up to you whether we become one. Forever and always.”

Oh, he was talking about the lifelong journey side of the mating bond. Not the wild sex side. Good, that was good. So why was she still thinking about the wild sex part?

“But mate...” He lowered his head and took a deep breath.

He took a few more. A full minute passed and she was still waiting for him to finish his sentence. On one hand, she wanted to hear what it was he’d been about to say. On the other hand, she was enjoying watching him.

She’d seen him naked. She knew his frustratingly sexy body was a work of art. She’d also seen him in clothes before. Each time he’d stalked her to and from the Frozen Region, he’d been clad in all black.

It looked good on him. Being butt naked looked good on him. Yet, it was something about this gray T-shirt and gray sweat pants that had her body feeling some type of way. He wore this out in public?

If they were a couple, he would not be allowed to leave the house like that. If she could see his dick print, that meant other women could see his dick print. If he was her man, he wouldn’t be allowed to be showing all of that to the world.

When he groaned, her thoughts were pulled away from his crotch and back to his face. He no longer had his head down. He’d caught her staring. She found him staring at her wearing a pained expression.

She should probably explain why she’d been staring at his dick. The ability to speak left her mouth when he started her way. She wanted to tell him to stop. Her mouth opened. No words emerged.

She leaned back when he reached the bed. That didn’t stop him from climbing onto the bed and straddling her. Unable to move, she leaned back some more until her head was once again resting on the pillow.

With his arms and legs on either side of her body, caging her in, he peered down at her. She couldn’t move, couldn’t run, all she could do was stare up at him. He lowered his forehead to hers. Sin squeezed her eyes shut.