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Over and over, Sin plunged into the male’s purposely resisting body.
As if the Dark One craved the pain, he clenched and tensed his raw and torn inner muscles around Sin’s cock as he plundered. All the while, he held Sin’s ruthless, bloodthirsty, half-crazed glare.
Do your worst,the Hunter’s gaze seemed to taunt.
You’ll never break me. I’ll break you instead.
Until, as if the Hunter couldn’t help it, his eyelids fluttered lower and his dark eyes glazed over for the briefest of moments, his face spasming with an indefinable emotion.
But Sin saw.
He couldn’t unsee it, the way he stared into the male’s eyes, missing nothing.
There was undiluted agony and a haunting loneliness and sadness in that infinitesimal moment. Stripped of bravado and pride. Raw and bleeding.
It echoed Sin’s own loneliness and pain. And suddenly, it felt as if he was stabbing intohimself.
Hurtinghimself.
The look was gone in a flash, and only stoicism remained on the Hunter’s face.
But Sin couldn’t forget it.
His body stilled, braced above his prey, his prisoner, his enemy. His cock throbbed hard and hot within the male’s body, slick with his blood.
The Hunter’s stare didn’t waver. He looked back defiantly, still daring Sin to do his worst.
But Sin’s body had a mind of its own.
Without his permission, his forehead dropped to the other male’s. Their breaths mingled together.
And when he moved next, undulating smoothly, the barest of motions, the swollen head of his cock scraped against something inside of the male, a spongy tissue that dragged against his most sensitive skin. It made the Hunter’s pupils expand into bottomless pools that Sin felt like drowning in.
His prisoner involuntarily released a huff of breath, his lips quivering despite the unyielding clench of his jaw.
Another reaction. However small.
Hard won and rarer than a shooting star upon the rugged terrain of the Dark One’s impassive face.
Sin felt a brilliant spike of triumph heating his blood as he reveled in the male’s unguarded, helpless reaction.
So, he did it again.
Repeated the slow, smooth motion. Grinding his cock against that tender place within the male.
The Hunter’s lips parted, seemingly against his will. A dark flush crept up his throat, and then his face, staining his cheekbones rusty red.
Sin picked up the pace but kept his movements small, tilting his hips just so, aiming his cockhead directly at the gland he found, relentlessly rubbing it with powerful short bursts, rocking like rolling tides into the male.
The flush grew increasingly darker as the Hunter’s breath stuttered out in broken gasps. Stubbornly, he still held Sin’s gaze with his own intense stare, refusing to look away.
Even as his body shuddered and began to unravel.
Even as Sin felt his insides clench and release rhythmically around him, pulling desperately at his cock, milking him for his seed.
Did he know what he did? Sin wondered in that out-of-body way, his consciousness floating somewhere over his head, looking down at their bodies tangled together, heaving and rocking, locked as one.
Did he know that he now pulled Sin back inside every time Sin pulled out? As if his body craved Sin’s thick, hard cock. Welcomed it.
