Throne of Secrets (Prince of Sin, #2)

by Kerri Maniscalco

“We are newly acquainted. What were your secret desires before we met?” His attention returned to the twinkling city as he considered. I wondered if anyone had ever asked him that before, or if he simply didn’t wish to share anything personal. Snow started falling heavily, though the flakes didn’t touch us where we stood. The roof of the Seven Sins was warded by magic that prevented the elements from disturbing its guests. “You want brutal honesty?” he asked. “Yes. I’d like to know what you’re interested in.” He was silent for another moment as if debating his response. “I want to strip you down, bend you backward over the railing, and eat your pussy until you come all over my face.” I’d been in the midst of taking another sip of my winter ale and nearly choked. He flashed a knowing look my way. “What I desire is to have you shouting so loud that every last guest races to this roof, watching as I hook your legs over my shoulders and feast. I want them to know they’ll never make you come like I will. That your body is mine to pleasure and mine alone.” He grinned over at me. I must have flushed from head to toe. “I want your fingers in my hair as you ride my face, lost in ecstasy. Once you’ve begged for mercy, and once I’m certain you can’t take another moment of pleasure, I want you on your knees, choking on my cock as I ruthlessly fuck it.” I could barely catch my breath after that striking description. Even with a drink in hand, my mouth had gone dry. Gods’ blood, the mal...