Lion Sin 소설 & 이야기

I whisper and Sin groans. He pulls me back by my hair and a laugh falls from my lips when he wraps a hand around my throat, saying, "You're asking for it. " "I am. What are you gonna do about that, Mister Leovough?" I tease with a small laugh that's quick to turn to a scream when Sinclair grabs my legs and spread them apart, moving to his knees. "What the hell are you doing?" I bellow, unable to hold back my laugh and he gives me a smirk before moving his head between my thighs, his hair tingling against my inner thighs.

Once again, I opened my lips to speak, but all I could do was gasp. Forcefully, he spun our bodies around, pressing mine on the cold wall, his hazel eyes meeting mine. The moon bathed his skin with a soft glow, highlighting his features—from his muscular pecs to his abs, which glistened like a diamond close to the shore. His left hand found its way beneath my neck. Not so that I might get choked, but so that I'd know he had control over my body. Of course, he did. If he didn't, I'd be fighting to get my way out of his grip. But here I was, allowing him to control my body like he owned it. Maybe he did.

Lyn was walking casually through the boutique when a strong hand gripped her arm. She half shrieked and stared angrily at the gripper of her arm, Brian, who was standing by her. “Get off of me, Brian, you are so rude.” Lyn smiled trying to appear calm. Brian gave Lyn a long stare, then finally let go of his grip. Lyn sarcastically rubbed her arm, which had turned red from Brian's grip. “It will be bruised. What made you come to me and suddenly act this rude?” her gaze turned seductive. “Do you want to continue the one that was delayed at that time?”

He breathes next to my ear. I can smell the hot metal from here. The next minute I feel it searing pain on my skin by my lower back. I wail from the pain and my breath is gone. I see white. He then throws silver powder on my wound to prevent it from closing and healing. I scream louder it burns like hell, he just laughs at me. If it ever heals there will be a scar. I throw up from the pain and my tears are flowing down my face.