Novel & Cerita The Last Sin Eater Book

The bullet was still inside, I could feel it grinding against bone when I moved, but digging it out without tools would do more damage than leaving it. The sun was rising over Catania, painting the sky in shades of red that reminded me of blood and fire and all the things I'd tried to leave behind when I'd taken vows in a church that seemed like it belonged to someone else's life. Father Damien Cross had been a lie I'd told myself, a fantasy that I could atone for fifteen years of murder by wearing a collar and offering absolution I'd never deserved. But Damien Moretti was real, the killer who'd earned his father's respect by being more vicious than anyone expected, and he was who I needed t

Samuel made a sound that converted itself, with great effort, into a cough. "Grandma," I said. "Lunch?" she said pleasantly. We ate in Evelyn's kitchen, and the afternoon light came through the window, and the birds moved at the feeder, and Samuel washed dishes while Evelyn told him for the third time that month he was washing them wrong, and for two hours the weight of the last twenty-four hours did not sit on my chest. It was still there when I left; I knew it would return when I walked through Richard's door at two; but for those two hours in Evelyn's kitchen, it was quiet, and sometimes quiet is its own kind of answer.

He looked trapped between heaven and hell, his eyes pinned to my fingers sliding over my soaking cl*t. "God forgive me..." he muttered, a panicked prayer slipping through his teeth. He gave in. With a thud, he dropped to his knees right on the floor between my spread thighs. He looked utterly defeated by his own hunger. "Don't worry about Him," I whispered, a wicked smile pulling at my lips as I tilted my hips forward, pressing my dripping wetness right against his mouth. "There's no salvation in here. Just you, me, and the sin you're about to swallow. Now open your mouth and eat me."

His entire body went rigid, his muscles shaking violently as he shot a thick, hot wave of cum deep inside my pussy, filling me up until it was spilling out. We stayed pinned against that glass window for a very long time, both of us panting for breath, our sweat mixing together as the city lights twinkled far below us. The sin was committed. It was beautiful, it was wrong, and as Julian slowly pulled his thick dick out and wrapped his strong arms around my shaking, naked body, I knew neither of us could ever go back to the way things were before.

"Y... You're my step brother, I can't do that." "Fine then. I can't wait to tell Mum and Dad." I turn to leave, but she grabbed my arm before I could reach the door. "I.. I'll do it. I'll get on my knees for you." She whispered softly, before sinking down onto the cold bathroom tiles. I almost groaned out loud at the sight of her on her knees for me. I’d been craving fucking that pretty little mouth for so long, but I’d held back because I thought she was innocent. Turns out my corrupted little stepsister had been a filthy pornstar this whole time, and now I was finally going to use her.

Raelynn Martinez pulled me from the darkness. I ran my fingers through the stray curls of her hair. She had a good scent that made me remember of our last night erotic sensation. “What if this was the last night?”, … “Noo.. the moon goddess can’t do something like that to me”, My stomach twisted and my heart sank like a hefty stone in my chest.

They finally collapsed for good, bodies tangled and the room reeking of sex. Kevin chuckled, voice hoarse. “Best road trip yet.” Stacy turned to Emerald and kissed her on the lips. “Definitely.” Emerald traced lazy circles on both their bodies. “We should book motels with only one bed more often.” They drifted in the warm afterglow, trading soft kisses. None of them noticed the faint red light beeping behind the mirror. Whoever was behind the screen enjoyed the show. The show was definitely spectacular. Thanks to them, he'll be getting to eat h it over,over and over again

“ Shit what do I do now ? “ I mumble to myself. Last night was amazing , but it was also a mistake. One that I don’t want to face. In the heat of the moment my mind had been fully on the task of getting off and actually being touched. In the light of day the logic and the consequences of what happened was fully back I let the leader of The Sinners go down on me , I let him watch me groom and I came all over his face until I blacked out. Carnage , the killer , the ruthless man on the cops most wanted list. The one that I’d guess at least forty agents or cops had a bee in their bonnet for to bring down because they knew it would be their career booster.

She had never seen him like this, eyes dark, jaw tight, the holy man suddenly looking very much like a man who wanted to sin. “You have been sinning under my roof,” he continued, voice dropping to a whisper that dragged across her nerves like velvet over gravel. “Every night. I have heard you, you know. Those little whimpers. My name on your lips while you defile yourself.” He leaned in closer, the scent of him, incense and sweat and something darker, flooding her senses. “I told your parents I would keep you pure. And here you are, three fingers deep in that virgin cunt, fucking yourself raw to thoughts of me.”

ELIJAH The kiss wasn’t soft. It wasn’t gentle either. The perfect description was the famous 'this is hunger made flesh' line. His mouth crashed over mine with the speed of a predator after prey. His lips were hot against mine, his mouth engulfing my own in his. He devoured me as if he had been starving since the start of his life. I wasn't any better. I gave myself up readily like I had also been waiting for this all along. The truth was I had.