Sinnett placed a kiss on her lips to ensure she was still awake. She shivered, a soft moan slipping out with the pulse of his length in her.
"Sinnett…" Her voice was small, sore, and it sparked something in him , something between pride and need.
He kissed her again, catching her shaky breath. She leaned into it, her bound hands twitching. She wanted to resist, but her body didn't.
He scratched her hip lightly. "You don't forget," he said, thrusting deep.
"Zero's blood. Asher's pain. Nova's tears."
Her eyes widened. Guilt hit her.
"Don't," she whispered, her hair stuck to her cheeks. "Please Don't." But her hips moved with him, giving in. Sinnett grinned, shifting her to her side. One leg over his shoulders.
"You don't get to choose," he growled. The new angle made her cry out. His locs held her ankle, wrist, teasing as he thrust in deeper and even harder.
"You'll feel this whenever you think of hurting them."
